Песня: San Tropez As I reach for a peach Slide around down behind The sofa in San Tropez Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness Scratched by the sand that fell from my love Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If you're alone I'll come home
Backwards and home bound The pidgen the dove Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane Owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoon Sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll gather my far flung thoughts together Speeding away on a wind to a new day
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