Sweety from Off Holiday by Billy Autumn

Well, in fact,
A circus of emotions.
It was love,
Or some facsimile.
And all of my fault,
It's haunts me.
But I lost you to you're vacuity, too.
Oh yeah,
My Sweety's getting needy, but I'm,
Oh, no,
I'm feeling oh-so greedy, so I,
Take a ride and hide my blue suede,
When she rounds up guys to play with.

Long years go by(e bye),
My eyes are filled with fewer fear and what not.
And just when I felt better,
You had to send that letter.
Oh well,
So much for solitude.

We tried to revive.
We had forgotten,
The thing was still alive,
When it went bad.
So sad,
Oh, yeah.
My Sweety was too mean,
But then again,
I was a queen.

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