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Текст песни Good As Gold

I am not that photo on my father's mantle
I won't let the dust fall n my life.
Oh Sinead you made me cry,
I was waiting in a drugstore line.
Just to pay for the things that money buys,
With my time, with my time.

Chorus:
So, tell me I'm good as gold, tell me I'm beautiful.
Tell me you won't get old and leave me alone.


In St. Lawrence market place,
I saw my whole life written on an old friend's face.
You can move away, but you can't erase.

Chorus: x2
So, tell me I'm good as gold, tell me I'm beautiful.
Tell me you won't get old and leave me alone.

(ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)

I am not that photo.