Lyrics

Well, it ain't turned the way it used to be But we should not have expected to be so cursed It's not easy to see under the sea And soon any first one will turn out to be the last Bring it back, bring it back Tell them not to tell on me I'm bringing it back to where my good old used to be Bring it back, bring it back Tell them not to tell on me I'm bringing it back to where my good old used to be Haven't you stopped to see if this is real (ah, ah) And Dylan on the hill (ah, ah) Asking, "How does it feel?" But I can't tell I don't mind if I lose what you will steal But please, I don't dig being told about it (pa-ra-ra-ra) Bring it back, bring it back Tell them not to tell on me (not to tell on me) I'm bringing it back to where my good old used to be Bring it back, bring it back Tell them not to tell on me (not to tell on me) I'm bringing it back to where my good old used to be Bring it back, bring it back Tell them not to tell on me (not to tell on me) I'm bringing it back to where my good old used to be Bring it back, bring it back Tell them not to tell on me (not to tell on me) I'm bringing it back to where my good old used to be
Writer(s): Aviram Amsalem Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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