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L.O.L.A. Lyrics - Artist : Bernard Fanning
It's summer's first swallow calls
Brought back the heat of the sun Who could say the summer's begun One of these days We're along in the back seat Strung out in a numb so deep Spirit is willing The flesh is weak Who could say the summer's begun L.O.L.A do you still spinning on that wheel? (Still running up that hill) Trying to catch yourself a better deal (Still running up that hill) Who'd ever thought you'd be the one Making me feel this way (Straining around in the back throne) (He's going when you hold me close) When you hold me close When along in the blackest sleep Strung out in a numb so deep Spirit is willing The flesh is weak One of these days What a rising in the great un-freeze Drip drying in a fifth full breeze Well who could say the hands are clean these days Who could say the summer's begun L.O.L.A do you still spinning on that wheel? (Still running up that hill) Trying to catch yourself a better deal (Still running up that hill) Who'd ever thought you'd be the one Making me feel this way (Straining around in the back throne) (He's going when you hold me close) Oh, when you hold me close L.O.L.A do you still spinning on that wheel? (Still running up that hill) Trying to catch yourself a better deal (Still running up that hill) Who'd ever thought you'd be the one Making me feel this way (Straining around in the back throne) (He's going when you hold me close) (Straining around in the back throne) (He's going when you hold me close) (Straining around in the back throne) |
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