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How We Walk (live)

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 17.08.2012

How would you react, in a situation like mine
When all birds they aint singing
I don't know how to say it
But you can go know
So please girl, go now
You make me laugh you make me shiver
Isn't that a fabulous thing
Don't be here now don't be here anytime
I'm much wiser now, that's how we walk

I saw you in a daydream
Now I'm a jealous guy with aches babe
I lied to mom about that
You're dealing with a boygirl
And I'm stepping forward in pain
Come home now, freak me out

You make me laugh you make me shiver
Isn't that a fabulous thing
Don't be here now don't be here anytime
I'm much wiser now, that's how we walk
I'm much wiser now, that's how we walk

Wild Jim and his spoiled kid
they were dancing with the good advice
nice to meet you girl! They screamed without confidence
bless the good 'ol boys and the dogs
I replied I didn't waste a soul
So please come on join my chorusline

You make me laugh you make me shiver
Isn't that a fabulous thing
Don't be here now don't be here anytime
I'm much wiser now, that's how we walk
I'm much wiser now, that's how we walk


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