Mist covers the ground
In the city
Engine rumbles quiet
As we drift by
I wish you could see it
Through my crooked eye
Oh your beauty
Plays me just like a guitar string (it s so true)
I want your touch
Oh how I want you far too much
She my baby
He s my baby
Ahhhhh x 8
Days drift into one
It s so pretty
Traveling Wilburys Polly s photofits
And this stolen car
Is loaded with junk
It s so dirty
He ll be the death of me
But that s ok
I want your touch
Oh how I want you far too much
She my baby
He s my baby
Ahhhhh x 8
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