duction....
x2
Everytime that I see her
A lightning bolt fills the room
The underbelly of Paris
She sings her favourite tune
She'll drink you under the table
She show you a trick or two
And every that I left her
I miss a thing she would do
Bridge:
She was the one, for me
She opened my eyes, to see
She was the one, for me
Well alright
It was a cold September
Before the Indian Summer
Thats the thing I remember
When she gave me her number
Went from station to station
On a train across the nation
And the rain of November
Thats the time that we ended
She was the one, for me
Oh alright
Vodka with coca-cola
Cocaine tucked in her shoes
Cigarettes over coffee
Her halo slipped to a noose
Take the slow boat to China
You fly it right round the moon
She could take it or leave it
I knew it had to end soon
Bridge:
She was the one, for me
She opened my eyes, to see
She was the one, for me
Well alright
It was a cold September
Before the Indian Summer
Thats the thing I remember
When she gave me her number
Went from station to station
On a train across the nation
And the rain of November
Thats the time that we ended
She was the one, for me
Oh alright, alright, alright, alright, yeah.
Solo:
Fade out.....