Diane Young lyrics
You torched a Saab like a pile of leaves
I’d gone to find some better wheels 4, 5 meters running round the bend When the government agents surround you again If Diane Young won’t change your mind, Baby, baby, baby, baby right on time Out of control but you’re playing a role Do you think you can go til the 18th hole Or will you flip-flop the day of the championship? Try to go it alone on your own for a bit If Diane Young won’t change your mind, Baby, baby, baby, baby right on time Irish and proud, baby, naturally But you got the luck of a …
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