Blondie - Nothing Is Real But the Girl lyrics

Blondie

Blondie [New York City, U.S.] 🇺🇸

[Blondie - Nothing Is Real But the Girl lyrics]

Some days are all Mondays
Sort of time on ice
It seems like jet planes on snowed
In runways under clear blue skies
Who needs it?

Nothing is real but the girl
Nothing is real but her

Money goes to money in a
Figure eight around me money
Who's going to love me if
I liquidate and drown me?

Nothing is real but the girl
Nothing else feels solid

We believe in love
We believe in little things like
Heaven up above and seven
It's a lucky number!


We believe that something lives inside
Every thing there is
Don't think about it much i mean it
I believe it i believe it

Wind down
Put your mind down like your missing school
You'll teach her to find out
While your dying in
Your living room how much you need her

Nothing is real but the girl
Only her eyes are solid
Nothing is real but her
Nothing is real but the girl

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