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Pirate On The Run (Pat Monahan)

She woke up in a town made of quick sand Gets harder to move everyday she stays He woke up in the same hotel he always does Just different numbers on the doors Maybe they'll meet Maybe they wont Maybe they love each other and... Maybe they don't Shes a gypsy Hes a pirate on the run Her eyes they know too much She'll treat ya like somebody but you just cant touch His smile ain't seen the light of day Exchanged it for some treasures somewhere along the way Maybe the stars will align so they can sail on together Maybe he'll steal her life And she'll take his heart And his favorite sweater Shes a gypsy Hes a pirate on the run Ooh yes, They finally did meet and let me tell ya We Love the first and last kind of love I was perfect for her soul I was perfect for his heart and together we are perfect apart Back when it was only you and me Baby we were gonna be fine all then reality makes ya that you never be mine I'm a gypsy hes a pirate on the run Shes a gypsy And I'm a pirate on the run