I see friends around from time to time
When their ladies let them slip away
And when they ask me how I'm doing with mine
This is always what I say
When their ladies let them slip away
And when they ask me how I'm doing with mine
This is always what I say
Nothing to do
Nowhere to be
A simple little kind of free
Nothing to do
No one to be
Is it really hard to see?
Nowhere to be
A simple little kind of free
Nothing to do
No one to be
Is it really hard to see?
♥
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