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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
St. Pete Holland
Songwriter
Lyrics
As a young man
I thought I'd run out of love
So I sold my soul to the devil
For twenty five dollars
And these good looks
I won't let you get older
My little roller coaster
Pour me another drink and
We could be a moth and a flame
I ain't no gentleman
I have been told
Lullabies, lover, save your "goodnights"
My love, it won't grow, no
Love it won't grow, no
Love it won't grow old
One, two, many bottles, and
Gods with which to quarrel
Oh, yours and mine are the same thing
I won't let you get older
My little roller coaster
Pour me another drink and
We could be a moth and a flame
I ain't no gentleman
I have been told
Lullabies, lover, save your "goodnights"
My love, it won't grow, no
Love, it won't grow, no
Love, it won't grow old
Writer(s): St. Pete Holland
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