Edson
Nearly Took Up Smoking
I would like to be
A lighthouse on your sea
But when we're on the phone
You always sink
Happy as can be And then you talk to me
I drag you down Before you even blink
Then it's: Over, over and out
And suddenly we talk about The most stupid, shallow things And all because of what my temper brings I would like to do Exciting things for you
I nearly took up smoking Just to be
Elegantly rash
Vigorous and brash
Of course I ended up With smoker's allergy Then it's: Over, over and out
And suddenly we talk about The most stupid, shallow things
And all because of what my temper brings
Songtexte
It's hard to be kind; it's all about pride
And I am only sweet when I drink
It's hard to be kind; it's all about pride
And I am only sweet when I drink
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