I see her coming high up on the hill
With her hair back and a white dress on
I shine my medals
And I sing that radio song
There are the times in the mind that you go looking
Waiting for the pot to boil, but nothing’s cooking
Telling big lies about how I survived my pirate days
In the same old ways
That’s a case of bad love
It’s Eiffel towers
And Rio de Janeiro
We’re picking flowers
In the land of the midnight sun
There are the times in the mind that you go looking
Waiting for the pot to boil, but nothing’s cooking
Telling big lies about how I survived my pirate days
In the same old ways
That’s a case of bad love
I need some real time
Real time to love
Real time to hold you
Real time to love you
Yes I need some
Ohh I need some
Oh baby
That’s a case of bad love
A case of bad love
Oh, I know
That’s a case of bad love

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