So cool, calm and collected
You had a style, a rakish style
Well my poor heart never connected
You'd stay so long on my mind.
Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
Looking back so long ago
You had a knack, a knack of making women know
Ooh there wasn't the time
And I knew you'd never be mine
Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
Isn't it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
Written by Christine McVie. So cool, calm and collected You had a style, a rakish style Well my poor heart never connected You'd stay so long on my mind. Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world Do you remember The face of a pretty girl The face of a pretty girl Looking back so long ago You had a knack, a knack of making women know Ooh there wasn't the time And I knew you'd never be mine Well, isn't it midnight on the other side of the world Do you remember The face of a pretty girl The face of a pretty girl The face of a pretty girl Isn't it midnight on the other side of the world Do you remember The face of a pretty girl The face of a pretty girl The face of a pretty girl Explain Request ×
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