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Bruce Springsteen Magic You'll Be Comin Down You'll Be Comin' Down White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornin's and nothin' but grey skies A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through Jacket you bought me gone dazy grey-blue You're smilin' now but you'll find out They'll use you up and spit you out now Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds But pretty soon it turns out You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be comin' down What goes around it comes around and You'll be comin' down Easy street and cruel luck and true lies Smile's as sad as those dusky blue skies A silver plate of pearls my golden child It's all yours at least for a little while You'll be fine long as your pretty face holds out Then it's gonna get pretty cold out Endless streams of stars shootin' by You got your hopes on high You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be comin' down What goes around it comes around and You'll be comin' down For a while you'll go sparklin' by Just another pretty thing on high... Like a thief on Sunday mornin' It all falls apart with no warnin' Satin sky's gone candy-apple green The crushed metal of your little flyin' machine You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be comin' down What goes around it comes around and You'll be comin' down |
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