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Текст: Fun Lovin' Criminals. Coney Island Girl.

Coney Island girl.
I know this ain't no time to be talking.
Yo baby, I'll understand it if you keep on walking.
It's not like I liked you anyway,
it's the way that you swag it and sway.
Reminds me of a girl I used to know back in the Bay.
Coney island girl.
Now come here and don't get mad.
I gave her all I thought I had.
I must live my life alone and never kiss anyone else on the side.
Oh, as crazy as it seems.
I'm having the color dreams.
You are not there, but she is.
So now split.
Coney Island girl. (4x)