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Owl City - Super Honeymoon

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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Glamour and fashion

Models and magazines... a striking runway entrance

Beauty and passion

Stardust and high class scenes of popular teens

When I lived in Denver, I met a millionaire

With ribbons in her blonde hair

I still remember

She was like a princess straight from a dreamy castle in the air

So lovely...

She was everything to me

Both alone in the dark

We long to see the sun

Rise over the Bering Strait

I was sick of the west

When I turned 21

So I moved to the Sunshine State

We played golf on the moon

And tennis on the sun

Like athletes of the afternoon

The solar flares burned my arms

And made her makeup run

On our super lunar honeymoon

I was the youngest son of a congressman

And everything was my fault...

She was a gymnast, happily swinging

On the uneven bars, tucked in a somersault

Both alone in the dark

We long to see the sun

Rise over the Bering Strait

I was sick of the west

When I turned 21

So I moved to the Sunshine State

We played golf on the moon

And tennis on the sun

Like athletes of the afternoon

The solar flares burned my arms

And made her makeup run

On our super lunar honeymoon

Owl City - Super Honeymoon

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

@ @

Glamour and fashion

Models and magazines... a striking runway entrance

Beauty and passion

Stardust and high class scenes of popular teens

When I lived in Denver, I met a millionaire

With ribbons in her blonde hair

I still remember

She was like a princess straight from a dreamy castle in the air

So lovely...

She was everything to me

Both alone in the dark

We long to see the sun

Rise over the Bering Strait

I was sick of the west

When I turned 21

So I moved to the Sunshine State

We played golf on the moon

And tennis on the sun

Like athletes of the afternoon

The solar flares burned my arms

And made her makeup run

On our super lunar honeymoon

I was the youngest son of a congressman

And everything was my fault...

She was a gymnast, happily swinging

On the uneven bars, tucked in a somersault

Both alone in the dark

We long to see the sun

Rise over the Bering Strait

I was sick of the west

When I turned 21

So I moved to the Sunshine State

We played golf on the moon

And tennis on the sun

Like athletes of the afternoon

The solar flares burned my arms

And made her makeup run

On our super lunar honeymoon

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