tänk vad ett litet brev från en vän kan göra.

I wish you would be mine cause i don't want to be with anyone else but you
we could party big time in our marble house with coca cola in our veins
dont think twice it's alright, with bottle rocket we would kill the blues
i wish we could keep the car running, helplessly hoping like when we were young
maybe we could go for a tire swing when we are four and twenty
and while we listen to overtyr 3, dream of pistols and tiny dancers


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