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Текст песни These Days Nothing But Sunshine

These days nothing but sunshine
Stay each night for a while
But I won't cast no shadow
Just walk out with a smile

Friday's girl is crying
'Cause her heart won't let her sleep
Monday's girl is asking
What the hell's got into me?

And I'm in the lane
Watching the birds all fly away
Baby sleep, baby sleep now
Baby sleep

And let the night come and find you
Just it happen that way
The weary ghost of the city
Has come to take your shape

Friday night to Sunday morning
Coming down so slow
I hope that you realise
You never are alone

Alone in the quiet
I guess this sounds just like goodbye
Baby sleep, baby sleep now
Baby sleep