Oh oh oh oh It's me and you, ooh A true feeling, it's a true feeling I can see it now It's cold out, take my coat now I wore just for you I feel you in my bones now Feel you through and through It might get hard when you're growing older

C'est à Paris Pomme de reinette et pomme d'api C'est à la halle Que je m'installe Que je vends mes fruits C'est à Paris la capitale de France Que je vends mes fruits. Petit tapis rouge

It's all that I play In all the wrong places I'm on my own again Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day, it's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder)

They ain’t seen the blood, sweat and tears it took to live their dreams When everything’s on the line No, it’s the ground we grew up on They think it’s a middle of nowhere place where we take it slow Aw, but they don’t know They call us a two lane just

It's time to move on and even though I'm not ready Even though it's not easy Right now the right kind of love Is a love that lets go, go There's a gold frame that sits by the window And my heart breaks a little more each time I try To picture the memory

Yeah-yeah-eah-eah For real though, it's so wild now This crazy yeah Woke up in the hills this morning Asking myself, how did I get here this morning? Vante Parker in that teal and orange And Russell in that gold and purple Youngest from the Ville,

She's going Hollywood She's going Hollywood tonight (West bound Greyhound) (To tinsel town) (Just to pursue her movie star dreams) It's true, that you, May never ever have that chance again That chance again babe Lipstick in hand

Hush, hush, don't you dare say a word Hush, hush, don't you know the truth hurts Hush, hush, when push comes to shove it's best to keep it hush, hush My brother got out of rehab Right around Christmas time Mama made a turkey Daddy was worried he was

Ooh brother I'll knock you down Brother, please Go tell who you It's how good you are Ooh it's funny How good you are Under the rocks

Every time I hear that song I still think about you oh-oh-oh I still think about you I'm standing in the pouring rain On your front lawn and oh-oh-oh It's like the first time it came on and oh-oh-oh Oh, I still think about you There's a soundtrack in my