All Tangled Up....

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© Jeff K
You're gonna leave me baby, you're gonna fly away someday.
You're gonna leave me baby, you're gonna fly away someday.
And when the land is dark ou're gonna walk alone in the park.

Your papa told you ,oh, you're gonna end up against the wall.
Your papa told you ,oh, you're gonna end up against the wall.
But you can't hear them calling 'cos you're not yourself anymore.

You look all tangled up, tired eyes and greasy hair.
You look all tangled up, tired eyes and greasy hair.
Your beauty's fading away, you act as if you just don't care.

Is that really what you need? Is that eally what you want.
Is that really what you need? Is that eally what you want.
You're gonna end up on the street with nio place to call a home.