The World Is Ours

You'll leave California and I'll leave New York
We will meet in the middle whether if it's far
Take your pretty time and stumble softly towards me
Nobody loves in a straight line, nobody, honey
Nobody, honey
Modern desperado out looking for gold
I went valley-up and found your beautiful soul
Take your pretty time and stumble softly towards me
Nobody loves in a straight line, nobody, honey
Nobody, can tell you to love somebody you don't
If you don't
Where the wind will blow and God really knows
Yeah, the world is ours
Yeah, the world is ours
Yeah, the world is ours and we will have it
I think we might, alright, alright
Will take me for granted, then I'll make you cry
When the break's swept in and the money's tight
Lean your pretty head against this shoulder of mine
Nobody loves in a straight line, not all the time
No, not all the time
Nobody, can tell you to love somebody you don't
If you don't
Where the wind will blow and God really knows
Yeah, the world is ours
Yeah, the world is ours
Yeah, the world is ours and we will have it
I think we might, alright, alright
I can drive your car
I got you under my arm
Yeah, the world is ours and we will have it
I think we might, alright, alright
Uh-u-uh-u-uh
You leave California and I leave New York
We will meet in the middle whether if it's far
Yeah, the world is ours
Yeah, the world is ours
Yeah, the world is ours and we will have it
I think we might, alright, alright
I can drive your car
I've got you under my arm
Yeah, the world is ours and we will have it
I think we might, alright, alright
I think I might, alright, alright



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Coughlan, Richard Sinclair, Pye Hastings
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