Alan Parsons - Beaujolais Lyrics
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Beaujolais
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What Are The Lyrics For Beaujolais By Alan Parsons?
No clock beside my bed, don't try to wake me
No phone upon my wall, who's going to call? No knock upon my door, no news to shake me Nights like the one before, I can't take no more Beaujolais goes straight to my head Beaujolais puts me to shame and I don't know Why I'm in this place or how I came Beaujolais and I go crazy, Beaujolais, I can't explain But it helps me to forget the past and ease the pain One race that I can't win with an alter ego One chance to sink or swim, what am I to do? One tail that I can't shake, wherever I go, he go One circuit I can't break, it's a catch twenty two Beaujolais goes straight to my head Beaujolais, the one to blame and I don't know Why I'm in this place or how I came Beaujolais will be my ruin, Beaujolais, I can't complain 'Cause it helps me to forget the past and ease the pain Beaujolais, Beaujolais, Beaujolais goes straight to my head Beaujolais puts me to shame and I don't know Why I'm in this place or how I came Beaujolais and I go crazy, Beaujolais, I can't explain But it helps me to forget the past and ease the pain Beaujolais goes straight to my head Beaujolais, the one to blame and I don't know Why I'm in this place or how I came Beaujolais will be my ruin, Beaujolais, I can't complain 'Cause it helps me to forget the past and ease the pain Beaujolais, Beaujolais, Beaujolais Beaujolais, Beaujolais, Beaujolais Beaujolais, Beaujolais, Beaujolais Beaujolais, Beaujolais, Beaujolais |
Who Wrote Beaujolais By Alan Parsons?
Alan Parsons, Eric Woolfson
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What's The Duration Of The Beaujolais By Alan Parsons?The duration of Beaujolais is 4:29 minutes and seconds. |
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