Paroles de Perfect Day
Black velvet Elvis is deadLooks down his crown on the bed
As he's lead to the edge of town
September pardon the son
The hardest part is the one
That you hold in your hands dear
This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
This is the perfect way and everyone will say
Hey it's a perfect day
Sunday kings out for a drive
Forecast is lookout below
Slow dances crashes
And God only knows where he goes to
This is the perfect day
Hey it's a perfect day
The hardest part is the one
That you hold in your hands dear
This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
This is the perfect way and everyone will say
Hey it's a perfect day
Sunday kings out for a drive
Forecast is lookout below
Slow dances crashes
And God only knows where he goes to
This is the perfect day
Hey it's a perfect day
Smith, Curt / Pettus, Charlton Clay
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