I feel fine Want me to drive It was mist That you kiss
You can talk a blue streak You can talk till you're blue And we won't feel any finer Than we do
It was mist That you kiss Spread the mist With your fist
You can talk a blue streak You can talk till you're blue And we won't feel any finer Than we do
I like to know you're real Any scarecrow wears clothes I like to see your face Could you turn this way? Could you turn this way? Could you turn this way? There's always something To pray for Ham-fisted good will There's always someone To pray for And believe me I will And believe me I will
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