, love Love is a walk down Main street (oh love) Love is an apple that is so sweet (love) Love is something that can't be beat (love) L-O-V-E is strange
, as our eyes shower sweetness upon each other. IV I caught a glimpse of your eyes Last night in a restless dream Awaking out of green field blue seas stars Your eyes arose like
parmesan The sun is about to set Hawaiian shirts, Havana cigars Red sky, hot breeze, ladies like the guitars And I can assure ya ass my pueblo is ghetto
