歌詞

There's a fine line here
Sorry doesn't cut it lately
Should've made it clear
Show me both sides, dear
I'm just worried 'cause I got a feeling
I can tell you're near
I just can't remember where we went that night
Waiting till September doesn't make it right
I still can't remember if we did alright
Call me in December, take me for a ride
So you call Moose Truce
Doesn't mean they'll thank you for it
We don't do good news anymore
Get your own suede shoes
We're not there yet and I can't afford to lose
It's a slow night at the Mountain Lake Hotel
Hey there, big spender
What's your agenda?
I just can't remember where we went that night
Waiting till September doesn't make it right
I still can't remember if we did alright
Call me in December, take me for a ride
Waiting till September doesn't make it right
Call me in December, take me for a ride
Something tells me this could be the story of a lifetime
Anyway you cut it love is just another land mine
That kind of thinking got us to what we see
1954 till 2063
I just can't remember where we went that night
Waiting till September doesn't make it right
I still can't remember if we did alright
Call me in December, take me for a ride
Something tells me this could be the story of a lifetime
Anyway you cut it love is just another land mine
These things I feel for you, you just can't make them up, babe
Blink if you heard it, I'm not sure what the word is
I just can't remember where we went that night
Waiting till September doesn't make it right
I still can't remember if we did alright
Call me in December, take me for a ride
Don't think for a second that I'm taking you with me
(Waiting till September, truth won't set you free)
You will know the truth although the truth won't set you free
That kind of thinking got us to what we see
(Call me in December 1843)
1922 till 1843
Written by: Anton Vladimirov Georgiev, Petar Tihomirov Trifonov
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