Из альбома: Home Sweet Hackney

There she was
All alone
So beautiful
With an ice cream cone

She sat on the grass
Amomg the trees
Her hair was lowing
In the breeze

What I want
Is what I get
But not this time
Because we've never met

She's too cool
For a guy like me
I guess the two of us
Just weren't meant to be

Weren't meant to be, yeah
Weren't meant to be, yeah

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