Текст песни




I try to call you, but I only get your service
You're the playmate of the year, so I guess that I deserve it
Well, you left me with some habits that are awful hard to kick
If you see me on your TV screen, you better come on over quick
'Cause true love and true confessions are the same thing
Don't go and sell our secrets for gold rings
Our love was in the quick lift of the deadlines
Now you talk about me in the headlines
You're always seen in Paris at the central fashion show
You've got a million lovers and I can't forget your glow
Well, each week was like a blanket, living in a dream
You're nothing like I thought you were, but I'm nothing like I seem
'Cause true love and true confessions are the same thing
Don't go and sell our secrets for gold rings
Our love was in the quick lift of the deadlines
Now you talk about me in the headlines
You're so beautiful and clever, but you always have to scream
Your reckless love will turn on you up along the silver screen, yeah
True love
True love and true confessions are the same thing
Don't go and sell our secrets for gold rings
Our love was in the quick lift of the deadlines
Now you talk about me in the headlines
True love (Don't sell me out again)
Same thing (I beg)
Don't go (I'm hurting for your love)
Gold rings (Yeah)
Our love was in the quick lift of the deadlines
Now you talk about me in the headlines (Oh yeah)
True love
Thank you
Thank you
Thanks very much
We'll take it down a bit and lose some feedback
This is called "California"



Авторы: Jonathan Cain, John Charles Waite


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