Emma Bunton - Perfect Strangers Lyrics
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Perfect Strangers
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What Are The Lyrics For Perfect Strangers By Emma Bunton?
She was a girl,
Caught in a circle, Waiting for something, Playing for time, Day after day, Everything perfect, Perfectly normal, In her life, On the wrong train, In the rush hour, Busy dreamin' nothing, Then everything changed, She his face, They fell in love, With a danger, Remember the place, That was the day we were perfect strangers, Remember the day we were perfect strangers, He left on time, But he's always rushin', Its getting him somewhere, Nowhere fast, No one to leave, No one to get over, There's something missing, In his life, On the right train, Going no name, Looks up moment, Then everything changed, He saw her face, They fell in love, With a danger, Remember the place, That was the day we were perfect strangers, Remember the day we were perfect strangers, Ba da da da, Bah ah ah ah ah, Ba da da da, Ba da da da, Bah ah ah ah ah, Ba da da da, On the wrong train, In the rush hour, Busy dreamin' nothin', Then everything changed, I saw your face, We fell in love, With a danger, Remember the place, That was the day we were perfect strangers, Remember the day, I saw your face, That was the day we were perfect strangers [Repeat x3] |
Who Wrote Perfect Strangers By Emma Bunton?
Emma Bunton, Gary Clark, Pam Sheyne
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What's The Duration Of The Perfect Strangers By Emma Bunton?The duration of Perfect Strangers is 3:30 minutes and seconds. |
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