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Sangtekst: Joe Pug. Speak Plainly, Diana.

Speak plainly, Diana
There's nothing to understand
Yes there's mysteries in the basement
But there's comic books upstairs

And there's a wrecking ball in the front yard
But there's blueprints on the couch
Speak plainly to me, Diana
We'll build ourselves a house, said...

There's no safety, Diana
And there's nobody to blame
Even daylight will surprise you
Even dreams will end the same

So when there's too much to remember
And you remember me
Speak plainly to me, Diana
We're swimming to the sea, said...

I don't mind ridin' around
I don't mind ridin' around
I don't mind ridin' around
No, I don't mind ridin' around

I don't mind ridin' around
No, I don't mind ridin' around
I don't mind ridin' around
No, I don't mind ridin' around

Come lately, Diana
And quit what's got you down
Steal from the tallest cabinet
And make your favorite sound

And when there's too much to get rid of
And you get rid of me
Speak plainly to me, Diana
There's nothing you must be, said...

I don't mind ridin' around
I don't mind ridin' around
I don't mind ridin' around
No, I don't mind ridin' around