No more named Johnny Ive been broken too much before The girls are on display in the window And the boys are in the freezer room
Ive been crushed by too many Johnnys And I never want to hear that name Theres a fist full of flowers in the window That you gave me when I got off the plane
Youve been chasing me Falling down those spring fed wells Before farewells Oh those fond farewells Oh they get us every time
No more named Johnny Ive been standing in the rain since June I wound up my watch till I broke the springs Now Ill never have the time for you
Youre a cold and lonely Johnny Do you ever drive an ice cream truck Off the highway to a clear cut track To that dirty place where we got stuck?
You can be sure Ill never whisper that word
Compositor: Ryan Matthew Corrigan (SOCAN)Editor: Hawksleytown Publishing (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #3273781 em 20/Mai/2024