Byrds (The) - Sunday's Hit Lyrics
My brain got used to being inactivated
She did the rest when she, saw I was hungry
I was the puppet that she´s always liked on her own.
Then I decided not to be operated
When i could see her face was wearing nothing
I did´nt mind what she was saying about me.
Two days on my bed, it´s the best plan that I´ve never had
I´ve got a new order, a new order, I´ve got a new order
And the first line is out of reach for you.
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Out Of State
Petite
Story Of The Blues
Sunday's Hit
The Red Bullet
Trucos
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