Having time with you
Is more
Fun then go to New York
Cuz you're the only one
I know
Who stole cars for his girl
You've walked a thousand
Miles
Just to light my cigarette
To catch these smoky rings that turns
Tornado in the air
Make it seem some special
Like
its naturally forced
Make me feel the prettiest
Girl there's a heaven on earth
Baby, save a little love of yours
today for later on
When you'll back to shores again
After your long gone
She leaves her diamond fingers
Lying in the cake
The big A-word titled her name
Its all that you could take
You'd walk a thousands thousands more
To leave
Those memories behind
Throw away and take it back
To catch them in the rye
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