| Lyrics: | (and Ill be there at no particular time)
(pylerobinsonterker)
Baby, we two cant get
along,
Im never right, youre never wrong.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be
there at no particular time.
Baby, it just aint common sense
Mixin up love with
arguments.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular
time.
Im all fed up on stormy weather,
Im going where its june.
Heres hopin I see
you never
cause if I do, that will be too soon.
Now that Ive put my heart on
ice,
Missing you will seem paradise.
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at
no particular time.
~interlude~
Youd better bring along your glasses
In case
Im hard to find,
Youll wish you could see before you
As clearly as you can see
behind.
You can turn back in retropect
Of the times you stuck out your neck.
So
meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time.
All we do is make
up
Then quarrel all over again,
But this is it ~ the breakup
From now on, you knew me
when...
So meet me at no special place,
And Ill be there at no particular time! |
