Tekst Utworu

As I sit staring into this liquid amber Ripples move out to the edge of the glass Is that really your reflection in there? I just wanna jump into the warm depths And be there with you, one more time Oh, alright Hit it boys My initials sprayed across a pavement cut into your private interview Talk to me now Step into my room, we'll have a word or two If I ever had a million dollars and if I didn't give it all to you would you lose interest? Show me indifference? Foot in another shoe? Not very high heels Not wearing sneakers too A magazine ad, a printed canvas, a basic new shade blue suede shoe Thought I'd like to have a little party Thought I'd like to have a little do Sure I stopped drinking but for the moment, honey, here's looking at you I'll stop my drinking, give you my promise true Clean out the closet, be existential And cast a vote for the president too But for the action of the moment, nothing does what it ought to do Instant depression, I learned my lesson, nothing that I'd rather do Come on over my place Can't see him sideways Honey, here's looking at you, oh
Writer(s): Christopher Stein, Deborah Harry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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