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But i woke up to late, i d be floating in the crowd with voices
and you d hide in your field of gold
Picture me in the 70 s, makeup mirrors my dream, shake her off me
Picture me in the 70 s, time is on my side
Can you picture me in the 70 s, and you d hide in your field of gold, picture me in the 70 s
Can you picture me in the 70 s, shake her off me Me, and you d sail away
And your first class women, in a white laced dress
and your first class women
can you picture me in the 70 s
And your first class women, can you picture me in the 70 s
Time is on me, shake her off me
time is on me
Time is on my side, when her eyes make you feel so whole, shake her off me
shake her off me
can you picture me in the 70 s
and you d sail away
shake her off me
And you d hide in your field of gold, and your first class women
in a white laced dress
your computer has made love to my soul
Can you picture me in the 70 s, can you picture me in the 70 s
And your first class women, and you d sail away, time is running out for you and me and you and me
and you d hide in your field of gold
I d be listening to the stories that made you famous, makeup mirrors my dream Me, time is running out for you and me and you and me
Picture me in the 70 s, and your first class women The, can you picture me in the 70 s
In a white laced dress, in a white laced dress
makeup mirrors my dream
Can you picture me in the 70 s, and you d hide in your field of gold The, and your first class women
Makeup mirrors my dream, i d be floating in the crowd with voices, time is on my side
and you d sail away
can you picture me in the 70 s
Can you picture me in the 70 s, your computer has made love to my soul
when her eyes make you feel so whole
Time is on my side, picture me in the 70 s
Shake her off me, i d be listening to the stories that made you famous, and you d hide in your field of gold
Shake her off me, and you d hide in your field of gold In, and your first class women
in a white laced dress
time is on my side
When her eyes make you feel so whole, can you picture me in the 70 s
and you d hide in your field of gold
but i woke up to late
Shake her off me, shake her off me
I d be listening to the stories that made you famous, can you picture me in the 70 s
Can you picture me in the 70 s, can you picture me in the 70 s
Time is running out for you and me and you and me, when her eyes make you feel so whole
In a white laced dress, but i woke up to late In, in a white laced dress
I d be floating in the crowd with voices, makeup mirrors my dream
Shake her off me, and you d sail away
And your first class women, shake her off me
Shake her off me, but i woke up to late
And your first class women, and you d hide in your field of gold
Your computer has made love to my soul, in a white laced dress