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Able Tasmans - Grey Lynn lyrics
Whispering cold on a hot afternoon With basement inside with nothing to do But the leave of the clock says quarter past two Sitting at home thinking of you I'm in Grey Lynn kind of mood It's a Sunday afternoon What are you doing? Now, where have you been? I've come to this house So steady for years All around and all over town Pushed by the wind Like the roll on it's side And I must be getting old And I don't know what to do Spend a wonderful night in a while Wish to God I could make it, you smile Things are no better but just you wait So you could, it's all around and round town Calling names, sitting around waiting for word Empty echo Now you're gone, some of my life just couldn't words |
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