Wild Strawberries
Debutante
Casey brought his own confettiI loved him in the fallHe thought we had it madeI left him at the picture showI loved him after allOh mister juniorI always miss the curtain callIf it's trust that you needI can do the deedPick up your boots and stayIf it's love that you wantIt's my favourite hauntThree steps forwardDance the debutanteJacob used to call me TempleFor that was all he sawHe left his only caneSeventeen hats from ItalyAre hanging on my wallOh mister juniorI guess that they're above it allSome of them smile in sympathyAnd some don't smile at allSome kill the time with changeYesterday his name was ThrenodyToday his name is FameOh mister juniorI reserve the right to rearrange
From Letras Mania