No one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues...
She's perched like a parrot on his tuxedo shoulders...
Christ ,what's she doing with him,
She's perched like a parrot on his tuxedo shoulders...
Christ ,what's she doing with him,
she could be dancing with me...
She stirs the ice in her glass with her L.A. gun finger...
I want to be what she's drinking...
She stirs the ice in her glass with her L.A. gun finger...
I want to be what she's drinking...
I just want to be...
I saw you first, I'm the first one tonight, I saw you first ,
don't that give me the right...
to move around your heart, everyone was lookin',
I saw you first, I'm the first one tonight, I saw you first ,
don't that give me the right...
to move around your heart, everyone was lookin',
but I saw you first...
-John Mellencamp
Beautiful...
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