Girlfren
[anyone want to help with this one? a lot of mumbling/scat.]
I hold you in my arm...
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now I know...
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hold you in my arm
then I feel your charm
..in the sky don't mean no thing, no
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..gone our separate ways
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..woke up this morning
....from the foe
..gone our separate ways
Autor(es): Jonathan Richman
