Bella

hello



There goes the gal



In the pretty skirt with the



Golden smile that made you feel new



Like when the marching band strolls the street



You know another years come too soon



So you took her hand and she gave a look, that sent you to the moon



And there you spoke the words of a gentleman



Can I have this dance with you



Can I share this dance with you



Won't you come on home



I built us a flying machine



And well go where you want, we'll sail the seven seas



I hope all is well, in Daisy's dreams



There goes the gal



Yeah the pretty bird, on the golden mile that made you feel real



She took withon to the stars



She don't make no big deal



There she sits with them big old fields of daisies and rusty mills



And when the sun it shines on her hair of gold



She's beautiful



She's beautiful



Won't you come on home



I built us a flying machine



And well go where you want well sail the seven seas



I hope all is well in Daisy's dreams



In Daisy's dreams



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