Amy Winehouse - Mr. Magic (Through the Smoke) [Live at the Concorde, Brighton] Lyrics
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Mr. Magic (Through the Smoke) [Live at the Concorde, Brighton]
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What Are The Lyrics For Mr. Magic (Through the Smoke) [Live at the Concorde, Brighton] By Amy Winehouse?
Every day I see you
My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Without you I'm misery Blue without my green All the songs sound better when you're next to me Yeah, 'cause you come naturally Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love, love, love (Mister Magic) I see you through the smoke Laying on my bed I reach over for you And you so fresh you even make the standards new Burn the tip to get you through Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Mister Magic Mister Magic, waiting for the smoke to clear I'm waiting for the smoke to clear |
Who Wrote Mr. Magic (Through the Smoke) [Live at the Concorde, Brighton] By Amy Winehouse?
Ralph Macdonald, William Salter
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What's The Duration Of The Mr. Magic (Through the Smoke) [Live at the Concorde, Brighton] By Amy Winehouse?The duration of Mr. Magic (Through the Smoke) [Live at the Concorde, Brighton] is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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