FAREWELL CONTINENTAL


Who's The Boss Lyrics

It was a figure of speech
They say you are what you eat
I haven't eaten in weeks
That's what you're doing to me

I wasn't falling in love
I was just falling apart
I would have helped you out
From the very start

It was a false alarm
I'd rather be alone now
How can you be so sure?

When you've got nothing to give
You've just got nothing to give
I don't believe a word of it

We were on and on and everything
A perfect pair of misery
A courtesan of crimson
And her king

We were on and on and everything
A perfect pair of misery
A courtesan of crimson
And her king
(I've already made up my mind)

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