Mic Christopher
Текст песни Opera Song

Oh, the nightingale she brought me back again to the opera baby
Oh and no dispute I picked a better route to the opera baby
Oh and thinking about our goals we were keeping them in our sight yeathat we doin good for the rest of our lives,
For the rest of our lives
We'll keep them wailing in the aisles
They're holding on for our every smile for the rest of our lives
Oh yeah well I learned a few things
As my patience grew for the opera baby
Oh and now I go I go to sell my (soul?) at the opera baby
Oh cos thinking about our goals we were keeping them in our sight
That we doin good for the rest of our lives for the rest of our lives
We'll keep them wiling in the aisles
Holding on for our every smile for the rest of our lives
'Cos the nightingale she brought me back again to the opera baby
To the opera baby, to the opera baby
To the opera baby, to the opera baby