Gregory and the Hawk
Puller Return
[Verse 1]
One for thinking
One for organizing
Gold, gold, gold
[Verse 2]
Of course I'll return
Of course you'll see me
Time and time again
It's getting old
[Verse 3]
Less time for stinking
And now despising
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
[Chorus]
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
[Chorus]
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight