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You know about every song
You know all the bands before the blog does
Yeah, you know all the clubs
Where the streets come alive
On the lower east side.
And you're just like the city
You're just like a ghost
I still want you to have all the pretty things
Even if we're not close.
Hope you get all the money you'll ever need
And get to marry your johnny, he falls at your feet
I hope you get all the oysters that you can eat
You can have the whole world, but you can't have me.
Think you like to keep your secrets
But they sting you in your pride
But you know about the hotels
The broken bones and bombshells
How I fought for my life.
And you're just like your city
And you're just like a ghost.
Hope you get all the money you'll ever need
And get to marry your johnny, he falls at your feet
I hope you get all the oysters that you can eat
You can have the whole world, but you can't have.
Whoa...
Whoa...
Hope you get all the money you'll ever need
And get to marry your johnny, he falls at your feet
I hope you get all the oysters that you can eat
You can have the whole world
I would give you my world
You can have the whole world
But you can't have pearls.
No, you can't have pearls
No, you can't have pearls
No, you can't have pearls
No, you can't have me.
Album
 PearlsMore music by Brian Fallon
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