Red Window

Sha la la la la la la
Teacha, Teacha, Teacha
Sha la la la la la la
Red sky out my red window
Gold sky out my gold window
Blue sky out my blue window
Gold sky out my gold window
Oh it must have been love that brought me here
Out the wood in my early years
The hood child don't know tears
You can tell him by the clothes he wears
Oh I'd have it all if I had you here
In gold dreams I hold you near
You're standing at the top of the stairs
In a minute I'll be right there
Ohhh
Sha la la la la la la
Let's get live, make out on the kitchen floor
Let's get live, go somewhere we ain't been before
Let's get live, drive out to the coast right now
Let's get live, and that's where we can lay down
Oh darling, you should come too
We can go way out
We can just do you
Oh, oh
Don't hold back
I don't really mind if you're strange like that
I'll think of you till my memory slip
I'll stay with you forever till my heart just quit
Woah
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