Baby, baby I’ve been banned from dreaming about you
I’ve been banned from going to?
Standing outside
Looking at the stills of you
Babe, you were at your best
? suits you
Black roses in your eyes, kisses of milk
Lips shaking like you’re gonna cry
So I’m writing a song and I’m getting a lot of work done
I smoke two packs a day
I write in my diary, hang out with my dog
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Hey fella, I’ve been banned from thinking about you
I’ve been banned from even saying your name
History changed like Russia in the seventies
I see you in her car, see you at parties
Then you moved, don’t see you anymore
The time is a drag, a rock without a diamond
So I’m writing a song and I’m getting a lot of work done
I smoke two packs a day
I’m playing?, walking with my dog
Yeah, I’m writing a song and I’m singing around the kitchen
Now I’m? a pop quiz on a Tuesday, so long
So long
So long