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Where are you?
Wondering the streets
3 AM,
and you called me
It's no bother, baby
keep your nose clean
To keep her happy
Remove every trace of me
Out of One Hundred contacts in your phone
You called me,
and I walked you home
I wish you were not so heartbreak prone
I always wanna walk you home
I found you
Stood on the streets
4 AM,
and you held me
It's no trouble, baby
It's just time for us to leave
To keep her happy
Don't tell her you called me
Out of One Hundred contacts in your phone
You called me, and I walked you home
I wish you were not so heartbreak prone
I always wanna walk you home
About the Creator
Frankie Martinelli
Musician.
All work is copyrighted, and is my own.
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