Ben Lee - Song 4 You Lyrics
Ill buy a pair of jeansA stylish meansA groovy masterpieceIll cover them with paper menAnd books on zenRecords shot with dartsTalk your way out of this one - blah, blah, blah...I wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youIll sleep till after threeIll brush my teethIll wash my feetI dont feel wellYou couldnt tellI look like hellRecords shot with dartsTalk your way out of this one - blah, blah, blah...I wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youI wrote a song for youI wrote a song for you