Pretty Good Year (from UTP)
by Tori Amos
Tears on the sleeve of a man
Don't wanna be a boy today
Heard the eternal footman
bought himself a bike to race
and Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Hold on to nothing as fast as you can
Well still pretty good year
Maybe a bright sandy beach
is gonna bring you back
Maybe not so now you're off
You're gonna see America
Well let me tell you something about America
Pretty good year
Some things are melting now
Well what's it gonna take till my baby's alright
And Greg he writes letters with his birthday pen
Somthimes he's aware that they're drawing him in
Lucy was pretty your best friend agreed
Well still pretty good year
--
Ilsa Lund: But what about us?
Rick Blaine: We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we
lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it
back last night.
from Casablanca
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