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Myrna Loy |
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Availble on: I Don't Know
Who I Am (Let the War Against Music Begin Vol.2) Written by: Buck/McCaughey |
| If she smiles, she gets away And if she rips you, that's OK When they come down from starry space She must represent, this sorry human race Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh You couldn't tell a better friend She would have found the lost weekend If they come down from starry space All they need to see, the light upon her face Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh What really matters isn't what is really real What really matters is the way it makes you feel Its just one story that's been told A woman's world is twice as cold If she came down from starry space At least one angel knew this sad and lonely place Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh, Myrna Loy Ohohoh |