歌詞射手座の唄。

hey cupid i m here i know i was stupid to get yr ticket what must be is my etiquet

its you the last thing i want is.so that is you the best thing i want hey you im afraid of my holding you

on sunday morning my breakfast bread and butter sugarless trafic jam

let me know how to enjoy the leijer time

not until i love you think of myself

askin what i used to be i was crazy in a cradle

theres many chances my dreams not over