Driftwood lyrics
OH COME PITY ME, A POOR MAD SAILOR
STRANDED ON THIS LOVE HERE I LIE LIKE DRIFTWOOD, HONEY IS THIS WHAT I?VE BECOME I GO HIGH OVER, DOWN UNDER AT A LADY?S WILL, UNDER YOU AT A LADY?S WILL I?M DRIFTING STILL I?M DRIFTING STILL SO I ASK IN FADING INNOCENCE AND ALL MY YOUTHFUL RAGE WILL YOUR HANDS STILL TOUCH ME WHEN MY FACE HAS FALLEN IN WITH AGE I GO HIGH OVER, DOWN UNDER AT A LADY?S WILL, UNDER YOU HIGH OVER, DOWN UNDER AT A LADY?S WILL, UNDER YOU AT A LADY?S WILL I?M DRIFTING STILL I?M DRIFTING STILL HIGH OVER, DOWN UNDER AT A LADY?S WILL HIGH OVER, DOWN UNDER AT A LADY?S WILL
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