Wednesday

Quit your life


I’ve been everywhere around the world and finally here tonight
You seem to be the only one to make me feel alright


I feel good when I know you’re coming down

I feel good when I know you’ll be around


So quit your life and stay with me

We’ll order in and watch TV

We’ll paint the house and wash the car

We’ll take a walk but not too far

So quit your life and stay with me

New York to Los Angeles and all the towns between

After miles and hours on the road, you’re the best I’ve seen


I feel good, you’re the best friend that I’ve found

I feel good when I’m coming back to your town

I'd remember something meant more than a promise. Yes, you.

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