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So Fine | |
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| How could she look so fine | |
| How could it be she might be mine | |
| How could she be so cool | |
| I've been taken for a fool so many times | |
| It's a story of a man | |
| Who works as hard as he can | |
| Just to be a man who stands on his own | |
| But the book always burns | |
| As the story takes it turn | |
| An leaves a broken man | |
| How could she be so cool | |
| How could she be so fine | |
| I owe a favor to a friend | |
| My friends they always come through for me | |
| Yeah | |
| It's a story of a man | |
| Who works as hard as he can | |
| Just to be a man who stands on his own | |
| But the book always burns | |
| As the story takes it turn | |
| An leaves a broken man | |
| If you could only live my life | |
| You could see the difference you make to me | |
| To me | |
| I'd look right up at night | |
| And all I'd see was darkness | |
| Now I see the stars alright | |
| I wanna reach right up and grab one for you | |
| When the lights went down in your house | |
| Yeah that made me happy | |
| The sweat I make for you | |
| Yeah...I think you know where that comes from | |
| Guitar, come on | |
| Well I'd look right up at night | |
| And all I'd see was darkness | |
| Now I see the stars alright | |
| I wanna reach right up and grab one for you | |
| When the lights went down in your house | |
| Yeah that made me happy | |
| The sweat I make for you | |
| I think you know where that comes from | |
| How could she look so good(So good) | |
| How could she be so fine | |
| How could she be so cool | |
| How could it be she might be mine |
terça-feira, 1 de setembro de 2009
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