Lyrics

She rolled by me so quickly She whispered my name said Come to me Then i woke up scared Watxhing from above No sign of whats to come Then the jewelry box turns on Gotta move gotta groove Gotta do it my way Gotta make a stand Gotta make a plan Headed the right way Im going back to my childhood dreams Going back to my To my new Orleans
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