paroles de chanson
He
wants
to
see
her
up
close
And
hold
her
tight
At
the
Bluebird
Nightclub
But
she
lives
out
on
the
coast
Driven
mad
by
the
smog
and
work
That
she
loves
There
she
goes
Running
out
with
a
fresh
gardenia
in
her
hair
Running
fast
To
no
one,
nowhere
There
she
goes
Running
out
with
a
fresh
gardenia
in
her
hair
Running
fast
To
no
one,
nowhere
On
a
summer
night,
drinking
beer
They
swing
in
his
hammock
softly
And
though
she
curses
her
career
And
she
knows
that
her
lifestyle′s
costly
There
she
goes
Running
out
with
a
fresh
gardenia
in
her
hair
Running
fast
To
no
one,
nowhere
There
she
goes
Running
out
with
a
fresh
gardenia
in
her
hair
Running
fast
To
no
one,
nowhere
There
she
goes
Running
out
with
a
fresh
gardenia
in
her
hair
Running
fast
To
no
one,
nowhere
Running
fast
To
no
one,
nowhere
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