Nyla

You say you like new york better than L.a. and i just sit there I believe that you like lookin' Like a ramone When i would rather kiss a beach boy Feel the sand beneath my toes Wanna feel the sun burning up my nose I'll give you all of my black clothes Just light your smoke and watch me go... Well Chorus Come come come again? What was that you said? Listen carefully and Maybe then you'll see: That this time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time this time Next year next year i wont be here Cause i'm so sick of dreary winters And mornings spent in subway stations Going to a job i hate More and more with everyday I want the lifestyle of the rich and famous While you'd prefer to remain nameless But thats you (hey) and this is me, I'm gonna live the fantasy Well Chorus Come come come again? What was that you said? Listen carefully and Maybe then you'll see: That this time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time, next year, i wont be here You say you like new york better than L.a. and i just sit there I believe that you like looking Like a ramone When i would rather kiss a beach boy Come come come again What was that you said? Listen carefully and maybe then you'll see Chorus Come come come again What was that you said? Listen carefully and maybe then you'll see: That this time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time, next year, i wont, be here This time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time this time Next year next year i wont be here This time, next year, i wont, be here Oh Come come come again What was that you said? Listen carefully and maybe then you'll see.