Lyrics:
Because I'm happy to be sad
I want it all I want it bad
Oh oh
It's what I know
A vintage year for pop I hear
The middle of the end is near
with you
September, November
And these few vintage years
I'd share with you
These vintage years
I'd share with you
with you
September, November
And these few vintage years
I'd share with you
These vintage years
I'd share with you
are hanging here
Panic: we are hanging here
Bringing back an error from a vintage year
These are the words I have come to fear
Panic: we are hanging
a belly full of lobster and caviar
He can choose the wine from a vintage year
He will drink champagne in his limousine
Where the rest of the street
rich in contrast
Love can be
Sometimes I'm quite amused
To see it twist and turn
To taste, both sweet and dry
These vintage years!
Lovers you
Everyday's a good day to be alive
It's always a vintage kinda year
And every friend's a good friend to you or I
Who doesn't disappear
But when
To earth than she was won't
And makes men mad
- From Othello, by William Shakespeare
We are born at a given moment
At a given place and like vintage
Years
only see one angel again and again
As we pop the cork on our vintage years
And awaken to the dawn where our hearts can hear
The silent footsteps
I gave it right back
Now my life is ghost written
But there's something I keep hidden
The vintage years are over so quick
But still young enough
were 10 you knew it all
You were born with space and Rock 'n roll, and a vintage year for cars
So as you grew you listened to adults a lot, and they
as it could be
A vintage year, but now I fear, its bitter sweet to me
The best supporting Actor, in a fiction love affair
The best supporting Actor, one
THERE ARE DREAMS
IN MY MIND THERE ARE QUESTIONS
IN MY MIND YOU ARE HERE
chorus:
NO EXPECTATIONS,
NO RHYME, NO REASONS,
LOVE APPEARS LIKE A VINTAGE
is perfect, as if it were planned
I'm almost in love, I know it's near, a vintage year
Is waiting to be gathered from the vine this time
At last in
your lips, you drink my love
It's a vintage year honey, '69
You touch me with that velvet touch
Your body grips me I can't get enough
[Chorus]
contrast
Love can be
Sometimes I'm quite amused
To see it twist and turn
To taste both sweet and dry
These vintage years
Lovers you consume, my friend
Karen blows the smoke across the table
To the seat I'm in
And blood is passed around in glasses
â??Vintage year' she says again
As I sit
Love can be
Sometimes i´m quite amused
To see it twist and turn
To taste - both sweet and dry
These vintage years!
Lovers you consume, my friend
the patience schnapps
Cask full of mulled futile dismay
My well-aged-rage - you 've turned the taps
Anno 1999 - a classic year for Vintage Whine.
just yet
There's value in this vintage dress
Worn through the years with confidence
With classic lines and a design
That never goes out of style
Ooo...
It's high time that you found
The same people you misuse on your way up
You might meet up
On your way down
Vintage wines from the year '62
It's
If it ain't about the bag then we can't have discussions
Money coming in from overseas like it's nothing
I be sippin vodka vintage 60 years like I
we would mix it with splice
Patience
Prayers
Hatred
Faces
Payment
Agents
Cases
Changes
Stages
Bases
Floors
Basements
Hoes
Ages
Vintage
Ageless
Years
I'm like his red-hot vintage Camaro
For years I was the only thing he had
We've got 200, 000 miles of memories
Kissing at stoplights and making love
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