You're always wearin' somethin'Upon your lapelSo what if that ain't cool these daysYou wear it wellThe day that you left L.A.I felt so aloneStanding in the airportLonging to go home
You-ooh-whoYouYou never sing the bluesYouYou always bring good news
I wanna be your loverAnd I wanna be your friendIt seems that that for the price of oneYou get the both of themI don't know how you do itI sometimes wanna pick your brainYou know that you're half crazyBut you say that you're half sane
You-ooh-whoYouYou never sing the bluesYouYou always bring good news
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