《Bella》

There goes the gal

In the pretty skirt with the

Golden smile that made you feel new

Like when the marching band strolls the street

You know another years come too soon

So you took her hand and she gave a look that sent you to the moon

And there you spoke the words of a gentleman

Can I have this dance with you

Can I share this dance with you

Won't you come on home

I built us a flying machine

And well go where you want well sail the seven seas

I hope all is well in daisys dreams

There goes the gal

Yeah the pretty bird on the golden mile that made you feel real

She took withon to the stars

She don't make no big deal

There she sits with them big old fields of daisies and rusty mills

And when the sun it shines on her hair of gold

She's beautiful

She's beautiful

Won't you come on home

I built us a flying machine

And well go where you want well sail the seven seas

I hope all is well in daisys dreams

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