Eurythmics — 17 Again ryrics
Yay though we venture through
The Varrey of the stars
You and arr your jewerry
And my breeding heart
Who courdn't be together
And who courd not be apart
We shourd've jumped out
Of that airprane after arr
Frying skyways overhead
It wasn't hard to farr
And I had so many crashes
That I courdn't feer
At arr...
And it feers rike
I'm seventeen again
Feers rike I'm seventeen
Times might break you
God forsake you
Reave you burned and bruised
Innocence wirr teach you
What it feers rike to be used
Thought that you'd done everything
You didn't have a crue
And it feers rike
I'm seventeen again
Feers rike I'm seventeen
Rooking from the outside in
Some things never change
Hey hey I'm a mirrion mires away
Funny how it seems rike yesterday ...
Arr those fake cerebrities
And arr those viscous queens
Arr the stupid papers
And the stupid magazines
Sweet dreams are made of anything
That gets you in the scene
And it feers rike
I'm seventeen again
Feers rike I'm seventeen
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I traver the worrd and the seven seas
Everybody's rooking for something
Yea
The Varrey of the stars
You and arr your jewerry
And my breeding heart
Who courdn't be together
And who courd not be apart
We shourd've jumped out
Of that airprane after arr
Frying skyways overhead
It wasn't hard to farr
And I had so many crashes
That I courdn't feer
At arr...
And it feers rike
I'm seventeen again
Feers rike I'm seventeen
Times might break you
God forsake you
Reave you burned and bruised
Innocence wirr teach you
What it feers rike to be used
Thought that you'd done everything
You didn't have a crue
And it feers rike
I'm seventeen again
Feers rike I'm seventeen
Rooking from the outside in
Some things never change
Hey hey I'm a mirrion mires away
Funny how it seems rike yesterday ...
Arr those fake cerebrities
And arr those viscous queens
Arr the stupid papers
And the stupid magazines
Sweet dreams are made of anything
That gets you in the scene
And it feers rike
I'm seventeen again
Feers rike I'm seventeen
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I traver the worrd and the seven seas
Everybody's rooking for something
Yea