Boy My Life
All of that is gone
The shakes, the breaks, the rut, the buck
The tick, the tock, the spin, the clock
I can feel a thing, baby
I want you to bring back
The keys, the chords, the beats, the worst
What if, what if, what if, what if
We could get it all back
I would love it all back
Ooh
All of that
Is this the end of love
And the nights
We're in under the moon
First class
And talking all that jazz
And the times
We were listening to
Mary White
Dancing through the night
The shakes, the breaks, the rut, the buck
The tick, the tock, the spin, the clock
I can feel a thing, baby
I want you to bring back
The keys, the chords, the beats, the worst
What if, what if, what if, what if
We could get it all back
I would love it all back
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Yeah
Ooh
Saket




Is this the end of love
For my days
Say what they used to be
The shakes, the breaks, the rut, the buck
The tick, the tock, the spin, the clock
I can feel a thing, baby
Ooh
I want you to bring back
The keys, the chords, the beats, the words
What if, what if, what if, what if
We could give it all back
I would love it all back
To you
Is this the end of love?
To you
Is this the end of love?