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It was warm when we met She said 'boy you'd regret it Should you ever leave my side' It was cold when I split My heart had turned to shit And I was having 'that' trouble with my mind I said 'girl I'll call you tomorrow' She said 'yeah, you & Benecio del Toro' But you're such a lucky girl To have been a part of my sick world And I leave with no sickness or sorrow But ooohhh if I ever missed a beat it was yours ooohhh if I ever missed a beat it was yours You're four to the floor Well I thought if I stayed then We'd both get waylaid And our hearts & hopes would swallow us whole Yeah they may mock & joke But they could never call us nervous folk Not for the way we chose go on Songtexte Cos girl we could beg, steal & borrow And drink like our legs have gone hollow And I'm such a lucky man To've been the one to understand I leave with no sickness or sorrow Aus Songtexte Mania