Come to me please
All these
Years fall through
Through the cracks and
Now this perfect view
On the upside,
Both sides win
On the down side
We buy, we pull through
Through the boring choices
Rich kids choose
On a landslide
You ride in
Drink to me, babe, then
Think of me, babe, then
Lady, we both know
What the scores don't show
Drink to me, babe, then
Now it's come home
Hled on, held the truth
Like a threat to
Point-blank
Eyes as proof
You were too shy to lie to
We're offended, shocked our
Plan would fail
Now you've wandered farther
From the trail
On a landslide you ride in
Drink to me babe, then
Think of me babe, then
Lady, we both know
What the scores don't show
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Think of me, babe, then
Lady, we both know
What the scores don't show
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Writer(s): Carl Allan Newman
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