Fly To Mars
I asked the girl
where she wanted to be
she said away from me, can't I see
there is no us
and will never be
then she said something really mean
maybe you could fly to mars
someplace beyond the stars
maybe you could fly to mars
buddy I'm sick of you
I told that girl
this didn't sound good
she said buddy
I hope you understood
If I never see you again that would be fine
forever till the end of time
maybe you could fly to mars
someplace beyond the stars
maybe you could fly to mars
buddy I'm sick of you
so I told the girl
I can't believe you feel this way
she said I've got something else to say
stop following her car, me and my broken heart
or her driver would tear me apart
maybe you could fly to mars
someplace beyond the stars
maybe you could fly to mars
buddy I'm sick of you
Beatles Drive my car
Copyright © Ron Derby | Year Posted 2010
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