Album: Come on Over by Shania Twain - Down the dirty old street, The Angel of the East is calling, b...

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	Artist: Shania Twain Album: Come on Over Down the dirty old street The Angel of the East is calling And with a trembling hand I open up a can I can hear a baby bawling Before I open up my eyes I can feel her love inside me But then I realise My girl with green eyes Is no longer there beside me Victoria, left me in opium euphoria With a fat monk singing Gloria My girl with green eyes Only you see that I am lazy Don't care about fame Nor money like a child And I'm just like a child Who's forgotten how to smile All the people are so busy I have nothing to bother about It seems that I am different Seems that I am strange I'm a bumpkin, I'm a lout Some day I know I'l put my pipe aside and hit the road However far away I have to go To find my girl with green eyes Some day I know I'll put my pipe aside and hit the road However far away I have to go To find my girl with green eyes Victoria my girl with green eyes

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