Dave Doobinin

Project 01 : Musician 04
Brooklyn, NY

Pretty Angelina

It’s crazy what a year can do
Turns a body into bones
What’s left of me I’ll give to you
I was a fool to let you go
I don’t have the right words
And there’s fire in this tank
If this tired car and this beat up heart
Can win you back again
We will dance and run away

Strumming on some minor chords
Sun hot on your back
Messy hair and cut off shorts
2 smokes in a pack
Sing one of elvis presley’s
Another from clash
Save the last one for the next time
I see your face again
And we will dance
And run away

Pretty Angelina
Gimme a sign
We are running out of time
Pretty Angelina
I know it hurts
Sometimes love feels like a curse

The shadow from passing plane
The leaves before they turn
Diesel smoke and pouring rain
The log before it burns
Things that still remind me
Pain we can’t forget
A battleship of secrets
Come meet me on the deck

Pretty Angelina
Gimme a sign
We are running out of time
Pretty Angelina
I know it hurts
Sometimes love feels like a curse