You`re always wearin` somethin` Upon your lapel So what if that ain`t cool these days You wear it well The day that you left L.A. I felt so alone Standing in the airport Longing to go home
You-ooh-who You You never sing the blues You You always bring good news
I wanna be your lover And I wanna be your friend It seems that that for the price of one You get the both of them I don`t know how you do it I sometimes wanna pick your brain You know that you`re half crazy But you say that you`re half sane
You-ooh-who You You never sing the blues You You always bring good news
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