13, 20261 viewer Plastic Cigarette (Acoustic) Lyrics Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine But I don't mind a few lines tonight, I'll regret for the rest of time Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway [Verse 2] And did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'
Youll be fine, says Morgan
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