Graham Nash - Carrie Anne Lyrics
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Carrie Anne
Carrie Anne Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Carrie Anne By Graham Nash?
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo doo doo doo doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo doo doo doo doo Hey, Carrie Anne Hey, Carrie Anne When we were at school, our games were simple I played a janitor, you played a monitor Then you played with older boys and prefects What's the attraction in what they're doing? Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? You were always something special to me Quite independent, never caring You lost your charm as you were aging Where is your magic disappearing? Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? You're so, so like a woman to me (So like a woman to me) So, so like a woman to me (Like a woman to me) Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? People live and learn but you're still learning You use my mind and I'll be your teacher When the lesson's over, you'll be with me Then I'll hear the other people saying Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? Hey, Carrie Anne, what's your game now? Can anybody play? Carrie Anne, Carrie Anne, Carrie Anne |
Who Wrote Carrie Anne By Graham Nash?
Alan Clarke, Graham Nash, Tony Hicks
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What's The Duration Of The Carrie Anne By Graham Nash?The duration of Carrie Anne is 2:57 minutes and seconds. |
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