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White Knight Instrumental
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Pretty Good Year
Tears on the sleeve of a man Don't want to be a boy today I heard the eternal footman Bought himself a bike to race
And Greg he writes letters
And burns his CDs They say you were something In those formative years Well, hold onto nothing
As fast as you can Well, still pretty good year Ah, pretty good Maybe a bright sandy beach
Is going to bring you back, back, back Maybe not so now you're off
You're going to see America Well, let me tell you something about America Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Pretty good year Ah, pretty good
Some things are melting now Some things are melting now well Hey
What's it going to take till my baby's all right? What's it going to take till my baby's all right? Ah And Greg he writes letters With his birthday pen Sometimes he's aware That they're drawing him in Lucy was pretty Your best friend agreed Well, still pretty good year Ah, pretty good Ah, pretty good year
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