Riding on any wave There is the luck you crave They dont believe it now they just think its stupid So gone, anything anyone couldve done Who wouldve cared at all, not you
Another heart has made the trade Forget it, forget it, forget it I dont understand how a heart is a spade But somehow the vital connection is made
Riding on anything, anythings good enough Who would have thought it of someone like you Just as they brought me round Now that they ve brought you down Roundabout and roundabout Who wants a life, anyway?
Another heart has made the grade Forget it, forget it, forget it I dont understand how the last card is played But somehow the vital connection is made
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