Songtexte:
Mark Wilson

Place in your heart, that makes magic, under our toes Strip down to a bare confession, of a soul Paris France, I hear is nice. But to Holland is where

Place in your heart, that makes magic, under our toes Strip down to a bare confession, of a soul Paris France, I hear is nice. But to Holland is where

Morning sun comes and runs with everything in its hand. We constantly chase it to the end. We might get tired, we might get lost, but we'll both never

: (Stan Wilson) [Chorus:] Jane, Jane, Jane, mark my bonnie Jane as sweet as sugar in the cane, don't be ashame. Jane cannot see. She's as blind as she

's Up And Sooo... Dead Intended Unattended Windows Of A Rolls, Broken Glass On The Driver's Seat Of A Royce! Now How Am I 'posed To Sit For Mista Wilson

How can I make you believe How happy I am when you're with me I cross my heart, I'm telling the truth A promise is a promise, so I promise you I'll never

:34 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman Remixed by brad gilderman at a & m recording studios Brian wilson

Time: 8:12 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap Producer: brian wilson/lenny waronker Co-producer: andy paley Recorded and mixed by mark linett

windmills A swift reactor rap, to impact up the track ? I flow like a sailor Rhymes remain hittin hard like Nighttrain With lyrics that came from the brain of Mark