Steve Forbert - Some Will Rake the Coals Lyrics
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Some Will Rake the Coals
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What Are The Lyrics For Some Will Rake the Coals By Steve Forbert?
A perfect stranger might could make you smile,
Might could take your mind off your despair for half a while, But time moves quickly, strangers look like friends, Friends might fall in love and perfect strangers might pretend And so it happens, Take a look around, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown. The sad romantics fail to grasp the world, Fail to recognize there ain't no perfect boy or girl And so keep fumbling, feelin' incomplete, Makin' love and breakin' hearts and searchin' on the street And so it happens, Take a look around, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown. And look at me (or maybe don't, now) Hey, yeah, look at me (or maybe don't, now) Look at me (or maybe don't, now) Hey, yeah, look at me (or maybe don't, now) And Charlie Chaplin had to realize Eighteen year old Oona made a golden final prize, And Warren Beatty must have gotten scared When Madonna made him fin'ly see he'd lost some hair And so it happens, Take a look around, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown, Some will rake the coals And some will burn a wedding gown. |
Who Wrote Some Will Rake the Coals By Steve Forbert?
Steve Forbert
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What's The Duration Of The Some Will Rake the Coals By Steve Forbert?The duration of Some Will Rake the Coals is 3:36 minutes and seconds. |
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