Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Camp girl never took to hate
Never knowing what it meant
Now all on her lonesome
She confronts us all
So give my playground friend a chance
All she wants to do is dance
Lost in her own world
She dares independence
Independence
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Faces on her toes dancing
Flowers for her row lancing
Eprevescent eyes though
He makes you crawl
Leaning closer to you
She brushes up against you
Inviting you to dance
She is beautiful
Day trip night is giving way
Never ever wishing when
Trip on a stone
And see the ground
Coming up again
Last stop California
So chin up step into the lane
Why not? Can't avoid disaster anyway
Tell all your abandoned angels
Stay away
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Faces on her toes dancing
Flowers for her row lancing
Eprevescent eyes though
He makes you crawl
Leaning closer to you
She brushes up against you
Inviting you to dance
She is beautiful
Stay away. (Stay away.)
Stay away. (Stay away.)
Stay away. (Stay away.)