Indica
Indica - Goodbye To Berlin lyrics
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I left my angels in the closet I wanna feel a bit psychotic And empty out, empty out my pockets I see Charlie over there Flirt with him and toss my hair Must be some-, must be something in the air Parting is such sweet sorrow I'll wake up tomorrow I know I'm gone, gone, gone, gone Goodbye to Berlin Mr. taxi turning East side, west side, all that could have been Goodbye to Berlin Keep it burning 'Cause I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again I'm in my motel meditating It gets me so intoxicated I can't stop, I can't stop now Champagne on ice I pop the cork My bags are packed and by the door What the hell am I leaving for Parting is such sweet sorrow I'll wake up tomorrow I know I'm gone, gone, gone, gone Goodbye to Berlin Mr. taxi turning East side, west side, all that could have been Goodbye to Berlin Keep it burning 'Cause I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again I left my angels in the closet I wanna feel a bit psychotic And empty out, empty out my pockets Goodbye to Berlin Mr. taxi turning East side, west side, all that could have been Goodbye to Berlin Keep it burning 'Cause I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again