HEADS WE’LL HEAD TO THE CANYON TAILS AND TONGUES WILL BE WAGGING YOU’RE MY FAVORITE COMPANION WHEN MY SPIRITS ARE SAGGING LIKE THE SUMMER’S SUN WARMS THE COLDEST ONE YOU FORGIVE WHATEVER I’VE DONE SO THERE’S ONLY ONE PLACE FOR ME
BESIDE YOU I DON’T HAVE TO ACT OR BE COOL IF I’M BRAINY OR A BIG FOOL IN ANY WEATHER LIFE’S JUST BETTER BESIDE YOU
TRAFFIC JAMS IN THE MORNING DIET COKE AFTER DINNER POLITICIANS PERFORMING MAKING SAINTS OUT OF SINNERS WELL A NIGHTINGALE HAS A SONG TO WAIL AND HE KEEPS ON SINGING HIS TUNE AND I KEEP ON COMING BACK TO YOU
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SOMETIMES I CAN BE A MESS SOMETIMES I’M A BORE I GUESS AT THE END I WANT TO BE AT REST FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER
BESIDE YOU BEIN’ COOL
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