BUSKING IN CAMBRIDGE
BUSKING IN CAMBRIDGE
I confess my open heart
is lying with her legs apart.
If she said she’s in love with me,
I wouldn’t go taking it personally.
BUSKING IN CAMBRIDGE
I confess my open heart
is lying with her legs apart.
If she said she’s in love with me,
I wouldn’t go taking it personally.
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