Son Of A Plumber Hey Mr. Dj
it could happen to anyone
anyone, to anyone
wakin’ up around the corner of a dream
gaze with one eye
yearn to fly
an endless high
a butterfly
realize it’s hardly how it seems
hey mr dj won’t you play another love song
no more talkin’ if you please
hey mr dj won’t you play another love song
for my baby and me
she had her love-for-sale-shoes on
carried on all summer long
i guess she was the best company for me
and river music
filled the street
like velvet heat
a kiss complete
i believed in every word she laid on me
hey mr dj won’t you play another love song
no more talkin’ if you please
hey mr dj won’t you play another love song
for my baby and me
for my baby and me
