Lyrics:
I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss
Hooray for us
Strictly entre nous
Darling, how are you?
And how
it down
You've become my night and day
Sleepless drives and summer rain
You're my sky, my everything
I could never walk away
You are my serenade
With
Butterflies in my stomach
When you're around
I feel my worries vanishing
Whenever you're near
Mesmerised by the way you look
Here is your crown
I
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
dreams come alive,
With you by my side, we’ll always thrive.
[Outro - Female Vocal]
In the twilight’s glow, where shadows play,
A serenade of love,
everything you need
When you are young, naive and young
Imagination
Visions out of this world
Amazing tales
Through the secondhand escape
Shelves filled with
ya when you are in Australia
Or out in the Aleutians, or off among the Rooshians
And flying over Egypt, your heart will never by gypped
And when you
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
n the terminal point
Of the cul-de-sac
Patients are dying
The horses are dazed
From the glare of stars
The starry wisdom
Owned by the Baron
a musician
I if you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar, chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
Oh, baby, you don't get turned on by the radio
Oh, baby, you got nothing to play on your stereo
"Why don't the Beatles get back together?"
"Why
us workers who sweat, spit and swear
The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you
With your communistic politics and them negro blues
Well I'm gonna
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
me like a siren
You brushed me under the rock
But I was too far in ‘cause you are my drug
I can never get enough
Baby, where was all the trust?
you wanna
You wanna get high (high)
All the drugs you'd take if I weren't by your side (take)
I won't let you down, wait 'til you come down
from lost
Your father was a second-hand shop
Full of dead dreams and violent serenades
And that house by the lake
That we watched come up from rafters
entire nous,
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?
Awfully glad I met you,
Cheerio and toodle-oo
demand
Be first class, don't ever think second-hand
You're gonna be a star, a big star
In style, L.A. Style
(Get in style)
Say hi as you cruise by
Children are up dancing in the streets
In the sticky middle of the night
Summer serenade
Of taxi horns and fun arcades
Where right or wrong
Under neon
Children are up dancing in the streets
In the sticky middle of the night
Summer serenade
Of taxi horns and fun arcades
Where right or wrong
Under neon
Goodbye, four-leaf clovers
Hello gone awry
Don't cry; the fight ain't over
Unless you let it pass you by
[Chorus]
I'm looking for a song
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
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