The city.

I hung their portraits up in the honeymoon suite.

I hear they're fishing their lives away down in the Florida.

Keys.

The love of the night, on the Jersey Shore.

You're in the wild boy.

Got a hundred in the 40 Your halo back before the war, before the war.

And remember the women and the women who remember number four.

Here, love is the late time on the journey show.

You're looking for love, boys.

You've been found in 40 44.

Our halo, back before the war, when the men love the women, but the women will remember