When I walk around soho
I remember gamboa
Theres a feeling
Theres a
Why cant we free the love inside us?
Those inhibitions which
The critics are never kind
they thrive on the negative
they seldom
Snow in my shoes
Mid-Winter blues
Have got me down
(Just point me
You appear on the horizon far away
My desire to be
(for P.Y.)Here I am: "Hometown Boy Makes Good"Writes one critic.All
Well, after all the tears and laughter
You and I've been
By dayHe's a grease monkey it's trueA slaveFix your transmission
Eggplant Michael FranksFrom: The Art of Tea
I've been waiting to meet youI know you're out there
I fly soloThe Number One's my logoBirth of the Cool's
No one hereVenus and MarsAnd a skyful of starsIt's been
Here we are againThat fatal combinationI guess it's opposite attractionIt's
Some sprint to snatch the prize inMy goal's the far
Kid inside a candy storeSensationTemptationAlways gotta have some moreYou love
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