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Şifreni unuttuysan eposta adresini yaz, hemen yenisini yollayalım.
Let's get out of this country
I'll admit I'm bored with me
I drowned my sorrows, slept around
When not in body at least in mind
We'll find a cathedral city
You can convince me I am pretty, oh
We'll pick berries and recline
Let's hit the road, friend of mine
Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs
Drive for miles and never turn off
We'll find a cathedral city
You can be handsome, I'll be pretty
What does this city have to offer me?
Everyone else thinks it's the bee's knees
What does this city have to offer me?
I just can't see
I just can't see, oh
Let's get out of this country
I have been so unhappy
Smell the Jasmine, my head will turn
Feel like getting confessional
We'll find a cathedral city
You can convince me I am pretty
What does this city have to offer me?
Everyone else thinks it's the bee's knees
What does this city have to offer me?
I just can't see
I just can't see, oh oh oh
