You`re walking the thin line,
between here and out of control,
but you kept me in mind,
you`ve got the papercuts to prove it,
and your sea sick smile,
screams sweet nausea,
seventy six was a good year for me,
its been uphill since and...
Chorus
Don`t cry,
or stop to wonder why,
we crashed out like thunder,
on the floor or down from the ceiling,
it`s been nice waking up next to you.
And ya crossed the line,
between here and out of this world,
ya blow my mind,
like a Colt forty five everytime,
Chorus x2
And our sea sick smiles,
are screaming home sweet home...
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