Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Her perfume's in the air and her stars are bright
She's gonna bring the world to it's knees tonight
She's gonna bring the world to it's knees, tonight
And I'm waiting in the rain with my cheeks aglow
I maybe just a foll, but what the hell do I know?
This stuff isn't real, it's just for show...
Don't tell me what I already know
Don't tell me what I know...
Don't tell me that my watch is slow
Don't tell me, I already know...
The dorr is open and the light pours in
It's lika Garden of Eden with birds that sing
A Garden of Eden with birds that sing
Glory, glory, glory it's the same old story
It's a fairytale, it's all hunky-dory
A private kind of hell but not purgatory
Not purgatory
Don't tell me what I already know
Don't tell me what I know...
Don't tell me that my watch is slow
Don't tell me 'cause, I already know...
I could have been a saint, I could have been a king
But I wouldn't have a clue just where to begin
I wouldn't have a clue just where to begin...
Don't tell me what I already know
Don't tell me what I know...
Don't tell me that my watch is slow
Don't tell me what I already know...
Over the moon...Over the moon...Over the moon...