Well I was just a-thinkin' we could work it out
Maybe
I went to Amsterdam
I got so lost down the way
I
Well, my grandpa fought in World War 2, my uncle
I've been a figurine
In a Demon's evil plan
I've looked in
She's out of my league
And that's the kind of girl
Well, I ran into some trouble
And headed out toward Liberty
Take your hesitation
You can throw it to the wind
The anticipation
Passed through main street yesterday
And, oh, this town just ain't
A new, new day will come
When the children will run
Dressing my voice up on the phone
Underneath the envy rotting
Come on
You don't need to change
A thing about you, babe
I'm
I was born, and I was made
By the hands of
We'll get there, I don't know which way
But I feel
There's a holy cloud rolling through the city
Yeah, threatenin' to
It happens on the beach
When I'm drunk again and I
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