Real Aussies - Happy Birthday Helen Lyrics
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Happy Birthday Helen
Happy Birthday Helen Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Happy Birthday Helen By Real Aussies?
Let's not forget last night
Yeah, how we drove along the Yarra How we sang harmonies To Carole King These three years now just gone They are the legends of my mind We both kneel at these rocks To drink of the memory You are the tunes in my head, The fire in my ribs You are the voice in my heart That whispers compassion Happy birthday Helen Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh We kissed on that bridge that fell down While we held hands at the Taj We've been stuck in a cave With that bloke who says Oi Am And when I cried for my cruel heart You rubbed my back 'til I felt better We ate bread on the lake And yearned for the seasons You are the tunes in my head, The fire in my ribs You are the voice in my heart That whispers compassion Happy birthday Helen Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh You are the tunes in my head, The fire in my ribs You are the voice in my heart That whispers compassion You are the storm on the ocean, Poems in the trees The smell of the winter That haunts me each autumn You're my everything You are my everything You are my everything Happy Birthday Helen Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Shake Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Ma ma ma ma Ma ma ma ma Happy birthday Helen |
Who Wrote Happy Birthday Helen By Real Aussies?
Greg Arnold
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What's The Duration Of The Happy Birthday Helen By Real Aussies?The duration of Happy Birthday Helen is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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