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We′ve got lots of problems
We've got the rest of our whole lives to figure out
What to do with all the starry nights

Oh no, it′s clear
I won't have chauffeurs or gondoliers
But I'll serenade you every night
A little song for you, a lullaby


We′ll play all your records
We′ll knock knock knock on heaven's door
Like GNR
Slash on guitar

So now you see
I′m stuck on you cause you're stuck on me
And it might get cold
But I′m here to hold
Oh, don't you fear
I won′t go far if you are near
And time will tell
I'll throw my money in the wishing well


We've got lots of problems
We′ve got the rest of our whole lives to figure out
What to do with all the starry nights