My weapons are my crystal eyes, makin’ everyman be mad.
Paul McCartney sings - scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs, baby, I love your legs. Yes, all my own, abovementioned subjects … - are my presents to every man on Thanking Day. Whatcha else sud I say? I jokin’ of course, only.
We wake at dawn cause all the birds are singing
We got each other,
The sun's in my eyes, the heat is in my hair
A incredible woman with eyes like the desert
Trying to keep up with you
Moreover, I don't know if I can do it
I gave you all the love I had in me
It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
I guess I am a runaround gale, nothing ever changes my world but I am in vain.
I indeed love you and cannot be a bit, without you my beloved fella.