I look at her photographs Hiding behind a laugh I stare at her hazy eyes They make for a good disguise and I wonder how she dreams Sometimes it seems She's got it figured out What I don't know about and I know she's fine Runnin' through the night time And she gets by I wonder where she hides Where Can I find another There There goes my broken lover She looks like a beauty queen Cut from a magazine She got golden locks of hair She kills me with her stare and She says she won't date no boys Got no use for toys But then I see her flirt with a Poor man that she's gonna hurt I know she's fine Runnin' through the night time And she gets by I wonder where she hides Where Can I find another There There goes my broken lover And when She smiles I see it last How many miles she's come to pass I know she's fine Runnin' through the night time And she gets by I wonder where she hides Where Can I find another There There goes my broken loverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
