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Air Supply

Sandy

 

Sandy

(альбом: Air Supply - 1976)


Sandy, the fireworks are hailing over little Eden tonight
Forcing a light into all those stony faces left stranded
On this warm July

And the boys from the casino dance with shirts open
Like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasing all them silly New York virgins by the score

Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us
Those pier lights, our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight, for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl, my, my, my baby

Sandy, the waitress I was seeing lost her desire for me
I spoke with her last night, she said she won't set herself
On fire for me, anymore
Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie
For telling fortunes better than they do
For me this boardwalk life is through
You outta quit this scene, too

Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us
Those pier lights, our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight, for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl, my, my, my baby

Oh I mean it Sandy girl
Oh, my, my, my baby
Oh I love you Sandy girl
My, my, my baby

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