Paul Weller Up The Dosage
There's 12 steps to Eddie Cochran baby
Two flowers growing through
the pavement crack
Wish I was purple but I'm red instead
Catch a ride it's so pure
and fresh and clean
Shafts of light that stream and holler
The dust that dances
on the air to me - you'll see
Your lips are like milk - honey
I'll grow through your cracks
and you'll see
I'll make it right, I'll make it right
