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I want to talk to her I get a call from her I hear that music and I sing along, well All the skulls, they keep on talking You've got a landline but you never call It worked the first time You want the punchline Maybe it could melt in your mouth alright, but You wonder why you're, you're all alone here Girl, you got to figure it out, my darling And you've got to let the good times come back into your life And you've got to let the good times come back into your life Oh, Bellesy got wiser than she was before Saying, just saying, saying nothing much more Diane left her shadow on the parquet floor And I'm psychomagic scrubbing it out All through the timespan, all through the lifespans We love into the opposites of critical thought Maybe the engine blows, maybe your mind explodes Maybe you figure it out, my god, my little girl You got to figure it out, alright And you've got to let the good times come back into your And you've got to let the good times come back into your heart Songtexte Your heart, heart, heart Get it back a little harder now And you've got to let the good times come back into your And you've got to let the good times come back into your And you've got to let the good times come back into your And you've got to let the good times come back into your heart Aus Songtexte Mania