Anniversary Songtext
von Ray Fenwick
Anniversary Songtext
It′s coming up to the time of the year for my anniversary
And I ain't married and I ain′t engaged and she don't remember me
It's been a long time to be precise, I think about a year and a day
And she′s about three thousand miles away in a place they call LA
The last time that she sent her love it was on a Christmas card
You know how it is when you fancy a
Chick, she can make your life real hard
So pretty soon I′m gonna buy me a ride on a plane bound for LA
And I'm gonna walk that woman out in the California day
It′s my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
All I can remember that it was a very, very short affair
The color of her eyes and her dark
Tanned skin and the color of her hair
All that's left is a memory and a tattered photograph
She was kind and good to me and how she made me laugh
It′s coming up to the time of the year for my anniversary
And I ain't married and I ain′t engaged and she don't remember me
It's been a long time to be precise, I think about a year and a day
And she′s about three thousand miles away in a place they call LA
It′s my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
My anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
My anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
My anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
And I ain't married and I ain′t engaged and she don't remember me
It's been a long time to be precise, I think about a year and a day
And she′s about three thousand miles away in a place they call LA
The last time that she sent her love it was on a Christmas card
You know how it is when you fancy a
Chick, she can make your life real hard
So pretty soon I′m gonna buy me a ride on a plane bound for LA
And I'm gonna walk that woman out in the California day
It′s my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
All I can remember that it was a very, very short affair
The color of her eyes and her dark
Tanned skin and the color of her hair
All that's left is a memory and a tattered photograph
She was kind and good to me and how she made me laugh
It′s coming up to the time of the year for my anniversary
And I ain't married and I ain′t engaged and she don't remember me
It's been a long time to be precise, I think about a year and a day
And she′s about three thousand miles away in a place they call LA
It′s my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
My anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
My anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
My anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary, my anniversary
Writer(s): Ray Fenwick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

