Текст песне : Paul McCartney. Flaming Pie. The Song We Were Singing.
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For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe
And discuss all the vast intricacies of life
We could jaw through the night
Talk about a range of subjects, anything you like
Oh yeah
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Take a sip, see the world through a glass
And speculate about the cosmic solution
To the sound, blue guitars
Caught up in a philosophical discussion
Oh yeah
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe
And discuss all the vast intricacies of life
Yeah, we could jaw through the night
Talk about a range of subjects, anything you like
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah, we always came back
Take a sip, see the world through a glass
And speculate about the cosmic solution
To the sound, blue guitars
Caught up in a philosophical discussion
Oh yeah
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yes we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah
We always came back to the songs we were singing
For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe
And discuss all the vast intricacies of life
We could jaw through the night
Talk about a range of subjects, anything you like
Oh yeah
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Take a sip, see the world through a glass
And speculate about the cosmic solution
To the sound, blue guitars
Caught up in a philosophical discussion
Oh yeah
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
For a while, we could sit, smoke a pipe
And discuss all the vast intricacies of life
Yeah, we could jaw through the night
Talk about a range of subjects, anything you like
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah, we always came back
Take a sip, see the world through a glass
And speculate about the cosmic solution
To the sound, blue guitars
Caught up in a philosophical discussion
Oh yeah
But we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yes we always came back to the songs we were singing
At any particular time
Yeah
We always came back to the songs we were singing
McCartney, Paul
McCartney, Paul
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