Lyrics Coraline - A.J. Croce

Though she calls me hopeless
Well she calls me nonetheless
She's as helpless as the mistress
Lying in her bed undressed
She sang (La, La, La, La)
She cries (La, La, La, La)
Coraline (La, La, La, La)
She's mine (La, La, La, La)
She's got a romance made of mystery
I've got a heartache trying to kill me
I'm half blind but what I do see
Ain't what she wants or what it could be
Coraline's goona fill her cup
Coraline get a little mixed up
Coraline ain't that love
Coraline

I see the pages named and numbered
And toward the back their torn asunder
Don't know what kind of spell I'm under
Until the end I'll have to wonder