(Powell, Turner, Upton, Turner) Screen Gems
Publishing Was sat down by my fire, hear a voice
of desire, Want to be friends again. I keep
tellin' you,man, she's only a pain. She don't fit
in my scene, She don't fit in my world no more.
And the best has to stay, Keep knockin' on my
door. She's gone away, We're kickin' the thoughts
around the floor.
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