Blue Ray

Fading from your memory
Oh God
I think it's getting to me

I got this feeling
I just can't itch
She's got a dog
He's got a bitch

And she's got golden arches

I stand and wait outside your tower gates
Wonder how I ever let you heart escape

And I lie awake baby

You close the blinds and turn the light
I make my way back home at night

And she's got open markets
Oh God
She's got open markets

Her little friend is quite the stitch
An underestimated pitch
But there's this feeling I just can't itch
She's got a dog
He's got a bitch



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Writer(s): Dalton Patton
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