Over the hill
Into the sun
There's a man shouting
About things to
I found another baby
she wore metal boots
I found another baby
she
I heard her scream
From the tower above
My heart it wanted
Goodness gracious Mrs Smith's a very lucky lady.
Paints her
You are an angel
that money couldn't buy
You are an angel
Oh
My mama told me off
She said I'd done her wrong
She
There you go weeping like a willow
Lay your head down
Oh God, you are my hero,
You're my main man.
Oh God,
California sun
Shining through the window
Beating up and down
Like a yellow
Calling calling all the world
Why do you have to be
Talking about you
Down at Gino's
He said he'd seen you
Fooling around
Hey, hey
I want a Chinese takeaway
Hey, hey
Went to the fish
Here we go again
Happy as can be
Same old silly games
Same
It would be good
If we could get out tonight
It would
Well I just found out
Looks can kill
There's no doubt
Looks can
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