To be that good, it must be taxin'No such thing
You were my ticket outta hereAnd I was your dream
How many lives must I liveHow many lies must I
Always remember I'm by your sideSuch a shame that you
Would you believe meIf I said My head is spinning
The color of my hair is changing,my skin is soft,
The dust has finally settled downThe sun is shining on
New York snow this time of yearThere's nothing more beautiful
I need a sign to let me know you're hereAll
I put ketchup on my scrambled eggsAnd everybody thinks it's
I don't mind lying if it stops the painThere's no
It's been days since I been doin wellsince I don't
Songwriters: Hotchkiss, Robert S; Monahan, Pat; Stafford, James W; Underwood,
Scarlet your eyes, cover your faceIf I could dance, or
What's your explanation'Cause everybody got oneWhat's your expectationI know you
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