My Dear

It's not like I even like you that much
It's not like you even mean that much
I want it all, I want it all
I want the life of gold
My dear, my dear, it's all so clear
Handsome eyes and a wicked stare
My dear, tell me that you have it all
Let me be the first to fall
Fancy cars, cigarette scars
Gorgeous beyond belief
Me and my baby the lights are crazy
Oh, what does it mean?
What does it mean? My god
My dear, my dear, it's all so clear
Handsome eyes and a wicked stare
My dear, dinner on the top roof
Listening to '50s tunes
(Ba duh ba)
Every day, every night, I feel alright
I feel alright with you
My dear, my dear, it's all so clear
Handsome eyes and a wicked stare
My dear



Credits
Writer(s): Audrey Moore
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