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• Artiste: Two Hours Traffic
• Titre: Mr. Saturday
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There's a girl up the stairs, Green eyes and lemon hair, I wonder if there's something there. She keeps her clothes on the floor, A padlock on her door, It keeps out all of the bad people. I wonder if there's something I could wear, To make her think that I was all that. Late at night she'll pass my door, Continue passed my floor, I'm hoping for something more. There's a park at the end of four street, Where she runs and goes to read, Behind all the highway sign and underneath all the concrete. But I can tell the ways she feels, Just by looking. Might give her the key to my apartment, Hell, I might even offer to pay her rent, That'd be alright