Eighty days around the world
Now it’s hard to find you
I’m the boy and you’re the girl
Let me dance beside you
In the gardens of Adam and Eve
A poem about the Wild West and Buffalo Bill
Pretty faces that knock on your door
You send them away like you sent them before
Past the point of no return
Went a little further
If you need to crash and burn
I’ll be the observer
In the gardens of Adam and Eve
A poem about the Wild West and Buffalo Bill
Pretty faces that knock on your door
You send them away like you sent them before
(Mmm)
The time flew by
You go by the rules but the rules don’t apply
Pretty faces that knock on your door
Don’t send them away like you sent them before
