Lyrics 1972 - Molly Payton

1972

He said, «You listen to The Who, babe, don’t you?»
He wishes he was young in 1972
And he’s always got something else better to do
Cocaine, Kerouac, gin and juice
Woah, woah, woah
Oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah
Oh, oh
Oh
You’re in love with my image, babe
Don’t pretend it’s anything else
If you want a clean slate
Go fall in love with somebody else
We don’t see enough of each other now
You’ve got another girl’s lipstick on your mouth
I still feel your fingers on the small of my back
And you tell me to move on, but I don’t know how
I still feel your kisses on the edge of my mouth
And you tell me to move on, but I don’t know how
I don’t know how