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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

Forget all your little problems.
Forget the boy you left at the bar.
I’ve got a stash I’ve been saving for months now..
California’s not very far.

Come on lady, take this bum and make him right.
You’re my steady. You’re the one that makes me feel.. sunshine.
One that makes me feel sunshine.

I wanna be your baby’ daddy. I wanna be your self-employ. So pack up the van and we’ll go driving to the coastal state, uh-huh.

Come on lady, take this bum and make him right.
You’re my steady. You’re the one that makes me feel…
So come on lady, give this bum a sense of pride.
You’re my steady. You’re the one that makes me feel.. I feel.. sunshine.

One that makes me feel sunshine.
One that makes me feel sunshine.

These are lyrics by Josh Rouse, from 'Sunshine'. This was posted at 01:06 AM on 12 June 2006 .
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