getting off at the wrong station
deep
down
and dirty
but never as today empty
Island breezes, and your travel-shop teases,
And all you want is a raise, yeah,
For all of the sunshine,
Better make you be mine,
Forever and no more,
All you do is play guitar and the melody for me, melody, melodies...
You're .. My .. Life.
And you don't even boast of your extra-fine life or your flash ship upholstery,
All I can recollect -
'You better wear your best white dress'
Your .. Whole .. Life ..
where is my mind??
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