Tekst piosenki
What I sometimes miss
Are the hot pink nails
Scars across my back
The shape of pirate sails
What I never miss
That little town from where she hails
Where outsiders disappear
The locals off the rails
A fresh opportunity
Its pretty head avails
Come over, watch a movie
We know what that entails
A matter of hours
Until my game plan fails
High heels in one hand
Another sexy Christian bails
A city that against the odds
Worked its magic charm on me
Wake up first to make some brunch
For Grace, Faith and Harmony
Juices sweet as candy
Especially the first of three
A few fortnights left
The place where I’m supposed to be
Remnants of the three-six-five
On the floor of the barbershop
Bleeding red, white and blue
To really make the picture pop
Passport in back pocket
Ready for the final stop
Butterflies in strike mode
Waiting for the veil to drop
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