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Ever since the mighty man
Made himself an iron hand
I was trapped inside again
Trying to get out
Oh won't you take me to the hill?
Put me in your Coupe de Ville, and
Tell me that you love me still
We could get out of here
Oh, life is a story
Won't you be my story, girl?
Your eyes are the skies
We could eat the tasty pieces
Of the peaches on the beaches
Tell me what would be such fun
Sitting in the garden sun
And you could go and meet my mom
We could sit there all day long
Tell me what would be so wrong
Oh, so wrong with that?
Oh, life is a story
Won't you be my story, girl?
Your eyes are the skies
It shows that the sun fries
And you saw nothing
You make me so happy
Oh, life is a story
Won't you be my story, girl?
Your eyes are the skies
Made himself an iron hand
I was trapped inside again
Trying to get out
Oh won't you take me to the hill?
Put me in your Coupe de Ville, and
Tell me that you love me still
We could get out of here
Oh, life is a story
Won't you be my story, girl?
Your eyes are the skies
We could eat the tasty pieces
Of the peaches on the beaches
Tell me what would be such fun
Sitting in the garden sun
And you could go and meet my mom
We could sit there all day long
Tell me what would be so wrong
Oh, so wrong with that?
Oh, life is a story
Won't you be my story, girl?
Your eyes are the skies
It shows that the sun fries
And you saw nothing
You make me so happy
Oh, life is a story
Won't you be my story, girl?
Your eyes are the skies
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I hear:
Our life is a story Won't you be my starlette girl Your eyes don't look scared
simply about tripping on LSD with the one you love and doing all the things you love