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Текст: Fall. BILL IS DEAD.

Last week after a 'Dynasty'
I had crows feet under my eyes
Paid two days for getting high

Freezing, wheezing
Got pasted in a bar
I hope I've got the number

These are finest times of my life
This is the greatest time of my life
This is the greatest time of my life
These are the biggest times of my life

But just lately seeing you
I rise a.m. off pink sheets
I am renewed, I am aglow
Red brick and green is the streets

You dressed today as if for riding school
Your legs are so cool
Came twice, you thrice

These are the greatest times of my life
These are the biggest times of my life
These are the greatest times of my life
These are the biggest times of my life

This is the greatest time of my life
These are the biggest times of my life
This is the greatest time of my life
These are the biggest times of my life

This is finest time of my life
These are the greatest times of my life