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I was hanging out with Liz back in '92A beat-up Beetle beneath the blueOn an old far-side country laneSongs spinning round in a tangled brainLight from the world Liz spread her hairLike a clean white sheet across her bedBut you know how it goes, I'm sure you doI lost her number and her e-mail and her address tooYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backJonny saw Liz across the crowded barOut the corner of his eye like a distant starAnd his head was a shape like a bullet scarAnd his chest was a car with the door ajarBy the jukebox he began to be rebornHis heart fell apart and instantly reformedLife's so funny you just blink your eyesAnd all the people that you know are vaporizedYou better climb up onto my shoulderLetras de cancionesYou better climb up onto my backYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backNow in songs like this people normally Drift apart eventuallyBut as far as I know they're together nowI guess some things work out somehowFrom something, from nothingFor so long you've been waitingAnd here they areYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backYou better climb up onto my shoulderYou better climb up onto my backYou better climb up on my shoulderYou better climb up on my back, ohYou better climb up on my shouldersYou better climb up on my back, oh From Letras Mania