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John Taylor
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Hey Day
We made a fortune We blew a fortune Back in the hey day It was a payday
We saw the future We caused a suture We lived in hotels We lived on cocktails
All I wanted was A friendly atmosphere All I wanted was To get way out of here All I wanted was To learn a whole new approach All I wanted was... (love)
I was in third grade When I met Matt Shade He was a mover Never loser
We made a good noise We made the sun shine We met some more guys And we changed their lives
All I wanted was To learn a whole new approach All I wanted was To lose this sense of this ghost All I wanted was Hmmm a lucky puppy dog All I wanted was... (love) To hold my head high Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com To hold my head high To hold my head high To hold my head high
Went into tailspin We hear a whirlwind We married nice girls Who turned to werewolves
We lived the big time We made the girls scream We traded silk ties We started black books
All I wanted was To make a moment All I wanted was To make a cornet burn All I wanted was To turn day into the night All I wanted was
(flute)
All I wanted was To make a moment All I wanted was To make a cornet burn All I wanted was To turn day into night All I wanted was Hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day Hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day
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