Nothing Is Real but the Girl (Live)

Some days are all Mondays
Sort of time on ice
It seems like jet planes
Sit on runways under clear blue skies
Who needs it?

Nothing is real but the girl
Nothing is real but me

Money goes to money
In a figure eight, around me
Mommy, where will love be
When you liquidate and drown me?

Nothing is real but the girl
Nothing is real but me

Now, done is done
You had to face the part one day
You were the one, rally seven
And luck was gone
Our magic plan is won
Praying for seven come eleven

Wind down, put your mind down
Like you're missing school
I'll teach you to find out
While you're dying in your living room
How much you need me?

Nothing is real but the girl
Nothing is real but me
Only my eyes are solid
Nothing is real but the girl

Nothing is real but the girl
Nothing is real but the girl



Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Destri
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