I don't want to get lost anymore
And let things stay, down and dirty on the floor
Feel the pleasant breeze, blowin' away
All the little pieces of our own joy
And let things stay, down and dirty on the floor
Feel the pleasant breeze, blowin' away
All the little pieces of our own joy
Smily faces
Eating, drinkin'
There'll be no place for me, no
But I know I'll have something of you
Yeah, I know I'll have something of you
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