Serengeti

Amnesia
If I could get amnesiaSee you with fresh brown eyesWe could finally split upAnd stop horsing aroundIf I could get amnesiaIf I could get amnesiaIf I could get amnesiaI wouldn't have to fake my deathStarted getting somewhere, maybeChange my name to Peter PenagosFind love in QuitoAnd get the fuck out of LagosBuy my own street cartSpecialise in beef heartBe a man of the peopleBe a man of the peopleIf I could get amnesiaIf I could get amnesiaIf I could get amnesiaAnd see you again From Letras Mania