New York city space ship
On a Moonlight mass
Tall black coffee
I know what you thinking
because I’m thinking too
You’r loving his
Drowning head first in my blue life jacket
Pluck from the
Ahhhh
ohhh I believe we have to live to die just
It’s a fine
Love you turning all my pages
Love you wearing
Leaky flask
I went to LA
But the women didn’t love me
lady
Heeey
Things won’t be strange any day now
They change every day
Hey
That sounds like a pony
Sevens upstairs brothels
with plackers on the
Tropical Island, Ohhhh
Tropical island Ohhhh
Feel the sea breeze waiting
to l