Stills Lyrics

Baby, baby I've been banned from dreaming about you
I've been banned from going to?
Standing outside
Looking at the stills of you

Babe, you were at your best
? suits you
?
Black roses in your eyes, kisses of milk
Lips shaking like you're gonna cry

So I'm writing a song and I'm getting a lot of work done
I smoke two packs a day
I write in my diary, hang out with my dog

Hey fella, I've been banned from thinking about you
I've been banned from even saying your name History changed like Russia in the seventies
I see you in her car, see you at parties
Then you moved, don't see you anymore

The time is a drag, a rock without a diamond

So I'm writing a song and I'm getting a lot of work done
I smoke two packs a day
I'm playing?, walking with my dog

Yeah, I'm writing a song and I'm singing around the kitchen
Now I'm? a pop quiz on a Tuesday, so long
So long
So long

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