With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
you can't say we're satisfied.
But Angie, I still love you baby, everywhere I look I see your eyes.
There ain't a woman that comes close to you, come on baby, dry your eyes.
But Angie, Angie ain't it good to be alive.
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried.
Cami (♥) amo tu blog, estás en mis favoritos! beso.
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