Karen St

Talk to me
'Til the sun comes up
I wanna feel something
I'm so tired of being numb
Walk with me
While the city sleeps
Oh baby take me down
To where the bay meets Second Street

Well she wakes me up
And she makes me eggs
And I can call her honey
But her name is Liz
And she clears the table
And washes up
I'm not in love with her
I'm just in love with being loved

Oooh
Oh, my little angel from the LBC
Oooh
Oh, my little angel from the LBC

When we're done in a month
And I break your heart
And I can read your notes
Without falling apart
Don't forget about me
I won't forget about you
And all those nights in the back of my car
On Karen Street

Oooh
Oh, my little angel from the LBC
Oooh
Oh, my little angel from the LBC
Oooh
Oh, my little angel from the LBC
Oooh
Oh, my little angel from the LBC



Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Whittaker
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