The A Team Lyrics by Jesus Jones
A lined red face burns in the sun, frying on the pavement
This mr. t endorses rum, now you know
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A lined red face burns in the sun, frying on the pavement
This mr. t endorses rum, now you know
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
When it’s already passed her by
How time lfies when you’re biting your lip ’til it hurts
Going over and over the same old things in your mind, oh my
I don’t mind if I never ever meet you
I love you just the way you seem
This is the real world made wrong made right
Or maybe just made