VietnamLearning

Lucky you were born that far away so We could both make fun of distance Lucky that I love a foreign land for The lucky fact of your existence...

It's not her fault that she's so irresistible But all the damage she's caused isn't fixable Every twenty seconds you repeat her name But when it comes to me you don't care If I'm alive or dead, so

You're a song Written by the hands of god Don't get me wrong cause This might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place Where all my thoughts go hiding And right under your clothes Is where I find them

To the left Mmmm to the left, to the left Everything you own in the box to the left In the closet, that's my stuff Yes, if I bought it, baby, please don't touch (don't touch)

Take me to the ocean blue Let me dive right into Anything I'll ever capture You can wait up all night Waiting for wrong or right I always knew where I had you