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Paroles
So, at my show on Monday, I was hoping someday
You'd be on your way to better things
It's not about your make-up or how you try to shape up
To these tiresome paper dreams
Paper dreams, honey
So, now you pour your heart out, you're telling me you're far out
But not about to lie down for your cause
But you don't pull my strings
'Cause I'm a better man moving on to better things
Well, uh-oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way
Well, uh-oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day
And at the show on Tuesday, she was in hеr mind, see
Tempered furs and spanglеd boots
Looks are deceiving, make me believe it
And these tiresome paper dreams
Paper dreams, honey, yeah
So, won't you go far, tell them you're a keeper
Not about to lie down for your cause
And you don't pull my strings
'Cause I'm a better man moving on to better things
Well, uh-oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way
Well, uh-oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day
Yes, I wish that we never made it there through all the summers
And kept them up instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs
Yes, I wish that we never made it there through all the summers
And kept them up instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs
But, uh-oh, I love her because she moves in her own way
But, uh-oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day
But, uh-oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way
But, uh-oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day
Writer(s): Luke Pritchard, Hugh Murray Harris, Max Clarke Rafferty, Paul James Garred
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