Could have been a painter Could have studied law Instead you are my paintbrush You're my curriculum
Could have been a sailor Could have been an astronaut Instead I drive for miles to get to where you are
I saw you out in Leicester Square Thought about you in the shower I paid to watch you stand up there And gave you all the power
You say she's a work of art You pick her up from school But she blows you off Don't you know you're all I want?
I saw you out in Hollywood So we drove to Laurel Canyon I gave you all of my spare time And you just couldn't stand it
You say she's a work of art You pick her up from school But she breaks your heart So you try to write her a song Tell her she's all you want But she blows you off
Don't you know you're all I want? Don't you know you're all I want? Don't you know you're all I want? Don't you know you're all I want?
So I went back to school Stopped drinking coffee And talking to Molly I spent four months writing this record about you I'm sorryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
