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A Sight For Sore Eyes (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Some stupid guy with his head in the clouds
Thinks the world is a wondrous place
Next thing you know as he’s looking around
Plane hits him in the face

A sight for sore eyes are couples who think
Marriage is not for them
They want their children to know their dad
Is only their partner’s friend
I’m going backwards the way i came in
Going forward the same way out
I’ve got some blue chips to go with my fish
Which is still swimming round about

The sight of a pedophile being abused
A stalker being followed home
Who wouldn’t give their right arm to see
A scientist being cloned

What do you do when your think you’re in love
And she tells you you must be sure
How do you manage to get out of that
When you know that her heart is pure

On the wings of a dove fight has broken out
Someone flew in a rage hurling drinks about

I’m gonna love you as long as i can
For as long as we both agree
I’m gonna leave you the rest of my life
Along with some jewelry

A sight for sore eyes are couples who think
There’s no need for men
If they want a child they just go to a lab
Get it artificially insemmed

Some stupid guy has his arm in a lock
And he can’t seem to find the key
Someone should tell him it’s probably where
The key to his heart would be

And i’ll cry like a big girl
And i’ll kick like an ass
Who needs 18/30
50 plus is a gas

I’m gonna love you as long as i can
For as long as we both shall live
I’m going to leave you the rest of my life
For as long as it’s mine to give
As long as it’s mine to give

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A Sight For Sore Eyes (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Hey sight for sore eyes it’s a long time no see
Workin hard hardly workin hey man you know me
Water under the bridge didya see my new car
Well it’s bought and it’s payed for parked outside of the bar
And hey barkeeper what’s keepin you keep pourin drinks
For all these palookas hey you know what i thinks
That we toast to the old days and dimagio too
And old drysdale and mantle whitey ford and to you

No the old gang ain’t around everyone has left town
‘cept for thumm and giardina said they just might be down
Oh half drunk all the time and i’m all drunk the rest
Yea monk’s till the champion but i’m the best

I guess you heard about nash he was killed in a crash
Hell that must of been two or three years ago now
Yea he spun out and he rolled he hit a telephone pole
And he died with the radio on
No she’s married and with a kid finally split up with sid
He’s up north for a nickle’s worth for armed robbery

Hey i’ll play you some pin ball hell you ain’t got a chance
Well then go on over and ask her to dance