The Sweetest Thing Testo
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Testo The Sweetest Thing
I'm going on a date tonight
To try to fall out of love with you
I know, I know this is a crime
But I don't know what else to do
My love you're in a magazine
My love you're doing fine you're on tv
You wore my heart out then you ran away
From Chicago to Cleveland you made me pay
you made me pay
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother
On the bus radio
50 ways to leave your lover oh no
I laughed at the irony
but like the stupid the irony got lost on me
Got lost on me
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother
You challenged me to write a love song
Here it is I think I got it wrong
I focused on the negative The pain was too much of an incentive
Always my incentive
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother (x2)
Oh but she don't know just how far I'd go
Would I walk for a hundred miles
For a glimpse of your northern smile?
To try to fall out of love with you
I know, I know this is a crime
But I don't know what else to do
My love you're in a magazine
My love you're doing fine you're on tv
You wore my heart out then you ran away
From Chicago to Cleveland you made me pay
you made me pay
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother
On the bus radio
50 ways to leave your lover oh no
I laughed at the irony
but like the stupid the irony got lost on me
Got lost on me
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother
You challenged me to write a love song
Here it is I think I got it wrong
I focused on the negative The pain was too much of an incentive
Always my incentive
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you're lucid you're the sweetest thing
I would trade my mother (x2)
Oh but she don't know just how far I'd go
Would I walk for a hundred miles
For a glimpse of your northern smile?
CAMPBELL, TRACYANNE
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