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The warden came along and asked me what I was thinking of
Last year in the summer with a Tiffany lamp over her head

Well I grabbed her by the hand and with
Time is the healer, time was on my hands
The bus stopped at tiffany's
So i went to hear the band
I saw Cinderella, then the curtain dropped
Time
The warden came along and asked me what I was thinking of
Last year in the summer with a Tiffany lamp over her head

Well I grabbed her by the hand and with
A danish and coffee to take away 
By cab I'm only minutes away 
From breakfast at tiffany's 
A place I feel so much at ease 

The man upstairs
And if I was James Dean, you could be my Audrey
Breakfast at Tiffany's for two.
So throw me away
Cause if I were a boomerang
I'd turn around and come back
Tiffany Hall
It appears we didn't know you at all
Hey hey hey hey hey
With this song I write your name on the wall
Tiffany Hall
It appears we
day by day, day by day neul baradeon
ggumgyeolgateun sarangeuro chaeweonoheulge
Tiffany: keurimcheoreom
Seohyun: pogeunhage
Jessica: naemaeumeul
For a lifetime of mem'ries some happy some sad
Two for a dollar the price sure ain't bad

No bids for the carriage rottin' out by the shed
The one that
Written by tiffany and nancy bryan

I've been down many roads
Sometimes life can be unkind
I didn't wonder where I'd go
Didn't know what I might find
Slowly I turn
Step by step

See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany
Slowly I turn
Step by step

See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany
I can only give you my promise
That I will always stay by your side
You can make my heart spin in circles
And I'll go along for the ride

Just
wasn't focused on the cue.

I grew up with David Lee and Tiffany,
In love with Billy Jean
And I was terrified of Freddy.

I grew up, no DVD's,
a Tiffany diamond on her?

What the hell did I say when I called last night
Dripping loads of whiskey honey in that message that she liked
What the hell
song
I might blow up my radio, oh

You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
(Tiffany, T. Feehan, G. Black)

I got a feeling
Everything's gonna be alright
And I still find my way
And I heard
It's always darkest before
Slowly I turn
Step by step

See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany
song
I might blow up my radio, oh

You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
Slowly I turn
Step by step

See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany
Slowly I turn
Step by step

See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany
My car is my Ferrari and my body's Jack LaLanne
My clothes are by Armani and my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany and Cartier are telling me the time
This
I can only give you my promise
That I will always stay by your side
You can make my heart spin in circles
And I'll go along for the ride

Just
it looks like rain 

She got Tiffany earrings from a limejuice sailor 
Rich man, poor man, tinker, retailer 
Casey Jones working on the SP line
got the somali, rolls on my mind 

[Geechie Suede] 
In france I dance by the moon 
Sailin' from cancun, steamin' vega's lace 
Limpin' with some
like the cleaners
Fly by with the shine bright gleamers
Flossin' with the lime Via Spigas
Make it hurt with the H Class pieces

I take back shots, take