Lletres: Sheryl Crow. Live From Central Park. Happy.

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Never kept a dollar past sunset, it always burned a hole in my pants
Never made a school mama happy, never blew a second chance

I need a love to keep me happy, I need a love to keep happy
Baby baby keep me happy, baby baby keep me happy

Always took candy from strangers, didn't want to get me no trade
Never want to be like papa, working for the boss everynight and day

Never got a flash out of cocktails when I got some flesh off the bone
Never a lift out of lear jets when I can fly way back home