In nineteen-oh-three through seventy
He came from nowhere, I fell from nowhere
All he had were his good looks
In nineteen-oh-three through seventy
He came from nowhere, I fell from nowhere
All he had were his good looks
On real ground, float float float away
I'm on real ground, I forget to walk away
In nineteen-oh-three to seventy
He came from nowhere, we all fell from nowhere
But all he had was his good looks
In nineteen-oh-three through seventy
He came from nowhere, we all came from nowhere
All he had were his school books
On real ground, float float float away
I'm on real ground, I prefer to walk away
I'm on real ground, float don't float away
I'm on real ground, I prefer to walk away