All the seasons go the same
Outside the arcade, no change
Rows and rows of cars a-fleeing
Down the freeway come a-skidding
To a halt
To sit and cool
While we watch
Inside the booth
I know,
I know what you said
Look at me, look at me
I am a mess
All this way to face a woman
Posting in a tiny circle
No more touching
We`re a yard apart
In your seat
You`re done so quickly
Outside, the sun
Shines brightly
I know,
I know what you said
Look at me, look at me
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I`m not ordinary
friend
Nina Nastasia
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