Слова:
Kech A Lovely Place

dream the souvenir of a party of my youth I try to go back where I was when she called me and still I fell asleep But Cerry was a hit he was a superstar

not interesting anymore I'm tired of looking at your face, 'cos what I'm seeing It ain't funny anymore Hundred times a day I think of what I lost Hundred times a

not interesting anymore I'm tired of looking at your face, 'cos what I'm seeing It ain't funny anymore Hundred times a day I think of what I lost Hundred times a

Getting back a bottle on my neck It was scary and I thought I was red All the way his stare was in my back no excuses mt fear was high You kill me when