She needs love, like it's goin' outta style

Sits down and cries about it, once in a while

Cause that, wakes me up sometimes, at 4am

Sayin' Rock me baby, rock me baby, Aw hunny, roll me again

(Yeah)

but my baby's miles, and miles and miles and miles from boredom

(Yeah)

she keeps me miles and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Yes she does

She spends all my money, with her high class taste

And you ain't got a chance, if you ain't got it to waste

First, she sees it, she wants it,then gives it away

She up and changes her mind,10 times a day

(Yeah)

But she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Cause my baby's miles, and miles, and miles and miles from boredom

Yes she is

(I'll say)

Miles and

Miles and

Miles and miles

She likes hot cars, she likes my fame

Take me for a ride, that's the name of the game

Yeah, but I wouldn't have it, any other way

It's like havin' a different ch-ch-ch-ch every day

Yeah cause she's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

(yeah)

Now my baby's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Ah, and she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

(Yeah)

Miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

When yer sick of that, same old face

Doin' it, the same old ways

Look at her, look at her, day after day

Ah yeah

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