Moi Caprice
The Only Happy Boy In Copenhagen
When I was young I knew a boy who could run a million mileswithout knowing where he'd been.But this boy he caught a flu and his lips would turn to glueas all the fields went greenThere's no point in being meanThere's no point...'Cause I'm happy nowI'm happy nowFrom the thrill of my poise I'd seek it outThat's gotta be something goodWhen I was young I dreamt of woods,of robbing trains and wearing hoodsJust knowing that I couldThat's gotta be something good
From Letras Mania