Tropical London
(Tim Armstrong e Lars Frederiksen)
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
When you were sick, girl, I held your hand,
When you were troubled I tried to understand,
Staying with you I did anything I can,
Cause losing you was not part of the plan.
Melbourne is a tropical London,
American in a tropical London,
Abandoned in a tropical London, Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
A souvenir reminds me of you,
Every day I catch a glimpse of us two,
I'm the one going through the rescue,
That's why I'm confused you withdrew.
Melbourne is a tropical London
American in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
Medication, met you in
Authication, it's a
Hazardness in the
Valley of deception, and I
Walk alone,
But it was not my intention,
Not my invention,
And now my heart's been ripped wide open!
Melbourne is a tropical London
American in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
That's one thing I know for sure.
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