Never Shout Never - Happy New Yea lyrics

[Never Shout Never - Happy New Yea lyrics]

Walking on air I'm walking on air
Left my stuff, hopped on the first bus to
The middle of nowhere
Making sweet love I'm making sweet love
To a photograph of a woman in a coconut bra

She goes a-a ahhh
Come on run to me, run to me aaaa-a ahh
I got nowhere else to beeeee

Happy new year, so far out here
I can almost touch the sun
I know most people they call it hell
I call it home so happy near year

Living large I'm living large
I got a ten dollar hotel room
Cheap bottle of suds
Making sweet love, yeah
I'm making sweet love
To the memory of the woman from new york city



She goes a-a ahh
Come on run to me, run to me aa-a ahh
You're like a drug to me

Happy new year, so far out here
I can almost touch the sun
Now, most people they call it hell
I call it home so happy new year

Sing along happy new year
The sun burned out a fiery crimson ray
Burn, burn, baby burn
When you ran out it really wrecked my head
So burn, burn, baby burn

So happy new year, so far out here
I can almost touch the sun
I know most people they call it hell
I call it home so happy new year, sing along
Happy new year, ride along
Happy new yearWalking on air
I'm walking on air left my stuff
Hopped on the first bus to
The middle of nowhere
Making sweet love I'm making sweet love
To a photograph of a woman in a coconut bra

She goes a-a ahhh
Come on run to me, run to me aaaa-a ahh
I got nowhere else to beeeee

Happy new year, so far out here
I can almost touch the sun
I know most people they call it hell
I call it home so happy near year

Living large I'm living large
I got a ten dollar hotel room
Cheap bottle of suds
Making sweet love, yeah
I'm making sweet love
To the memory of the woman from new york city

She goes a-a ahh
Come on run to me, run to me aa-a ahh
You're like a drug to me

Happy new year, so far out here
I can almost touch the sun
Now, most people they call it hell
I call it home so happy new year

Sing along happy new year
The sun burned out a fiery crimson ray
Burn, burn, baby burn
When you ran out it really wrecked my head
So burn, burn, baby burn

So happy new year, so far out here
I can almost touch the sun
I know most people they call it hell
I call it home so happy new year, sing along
Happy new year, ride along happy new year

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