| Lyrics |
they're calling out
come on lets go
but i'm miles away
to a year before
laughs from a glass
drank to the past
on the old green seat
like velvet to the hand
think i'd like to stay a minute longer
would you like to stay a minute longer?
last one for some
sick from the rum
i play golf on the carpet with someone
crash back to date
few things i hate
but i'd rather us live
in the present day
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