Lyrics:
I wanna be the most romantic man
Extravagant as I can
But I guess the best place to begin
Is you're my very best friend
You're my very best friend
I
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
instead
Then it's my reality
Is it romantic or is it sad
That you're the best damn boy that I never had
Babe you're living rent free in my mind
Maybe
Yes, I'm a Romantic, overly sentimental
Something of a hero worshiper, And I do
Not apologize for this
Instead, I revere Hemingway
At the end of his
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
You drop a dime in the box play a
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
called My
Beautiful Dark Twisted
Fantasy the best album of the last 25
Years this only came through collaboration
One of the most memorable things
About
We are the last of the jukebox Romeos
We are romantics by the light of the four way
We came to sing out a chorus, reinvent the good times
or be very serious
be romantic or be pretty hideous
Get tired, exhausted or be chill
And still get the best out of me
Maybe i´m busted or done but, hold
Two pairs of eyes sat bankside by a lake
Trees hiding the sun but it ain't stopping the bake
Rolling hills rolling jays conversation last for days
saw
When we walked in, we were taken to that huge house on the farm
I was captured by the piece, those angelic harmonies
We weren't in there very long
by)
Spinning the bottle in the dark of the night (dark of the night)
Ki-ki-kissing in your mom's SUV (oo, oo)
You're so handsome and so romantic
But
to the greasers
The best they could do was pick up the pieces
We always knew they would both find a way to get by
That's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie
Can't
love is real
Long stem roses are the way to your heart but
He needs to start with your head
Satin sheets are very romantic
What happens when you're
it
Fuck it im gone Cant fight it
She think Im being romantic
So She let me fuck in the mansion
Mesmerized by my fashion statement
I want heavy pockets
the tracks, check my shoe size
Don't ever choose sides
Never need a truce to cruise by, but a drug is crucial for lewd dimes
Grew to recruit highs
En route
never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
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*Written by Bob Geldof
*Taken from the album entitled
gem that I have found
And that I got the best girl all round the town
Yeah I'd be down
So here I am reppin hopeless romantics
Ain't worth your time
ain't get to see em
At least maybe 8 years have gone by
Since I been in Paso Robles for a reason
I'm missin' Templeton for my old friends
A-Town can choke
we come again soon
A such romantic ride, you seated by side
Hope this lasts forever and ever
Zooming on open fields (Faster, faster, faster)
Going
character. he is a lot more calm and very
Critical. he's always got his own opinion and that's exactly what we need.
Kiske:
Yeah, we recorded the album
to your heart but
He needs to start with your head
Satin sheets are very romantic
What happens when you're not in bed
You deserve the best in life
So
are the way to your heart but
He needs to start with your head
Satin sheets are very romantic
What happens when you're not in bed
You deserve
Star
You got me so romantic
You fix my broken heart
You turn my life around
And I'll do my part for you
I'll do my part for you
My Lucky Star
You been
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