May
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okej, har kommit hem från lägret på skånes fagerhult. Bilder kommer men inte nu----- kom och sov med mig inatt . So at my show on Monday I was hoping someday You'd be on your way to better things It's not about your make-up Or how you try to shape up To these tiresome paper dreams Paper dreams, honey So now you pour your heart out Your telling me you're far out You're not about to lie down for your cause But you dont pull my strings 'Cos I'm a better man Moving on to better things Well uh oh, oh I love her because she moves in her own way Well uh oh, oh she came to my show just to hear about my day Yes our winter storm will never make it Through all the summers Their keeping us instead of Kicking us back Down through the suburbs Yes our winter storm will never make it Through all the summers Their keeping us instead of Kicking us back Down through the suburbs
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