One, two, three, four Certain kinds of nights Find me swimming alone, inside my bed Certain kinds of songs Leave me without a sound, without a trace
(Instrumental)
All the things you sad to me last night they closed my eyes instead of opening your mind and maybe talking less and doing more will bring us back to
Ashley, what's a horse doing in the living room? Ginger's not just any horse, she's a tap dancing horse. No way. Really, show her Ginger. Isn't she great
something infests me when I'm alone it's lunacy I want to vomit, spit out my life so queer is seems retract your reverence and slander me I'm the traitor
(Downes/Payne/Howe) (Instrumental)
All the things you sad to me last night they closed my eyes instead of opening my mind and maybe talking less and doing more will bring us back to where
Ginger on your head Threw my coat No more I drink spicy pink Spicy pink soup I love you For hiking through the grainy parts of New York But I vanished
No more time left to cry Kiss our old life goodbye All this time we've been asleep But each new day brings changes with the breeze Ginger is freedom
We all have things to hide. We know what has been tried. The hard part That we find is putting pen to paper. I know I should expose everything That's
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