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Everything Comes Easy To Me

Flower petals on the sidewalks of New York
Flown in fresh from Amsterdam each day
Me, I’m a horn player with a history
They fly me to the Netherlands to sing and play

In my dreams the girls I’ve known
They all blend into one
Man, it’s crazy how the time flies by so fast
Don’t think I don’t know why
The house is sold out every night
They’ve come in case the show tonight might be my last

Everything comes easy to me
Money, love, and all the rest
Call me lucky, I guess
Everything comes easy to me

Once I bought a brand new Alfa in Milan
I met a girl, we drove to Paris for a few days
We had a fight, she stole the car
And all my money too
Easy come, easy go, I always say

Everything comes easy to me
Money, love, and all the rest
Call me lucky, I guess
Everything comes easy to me

Out late walking and this guy
He stops me for a light
I recognize a certain coldness in his eyes
He says, “Don’t you remember the deal we made -
For every note to every song, you must pay

So, leaning on my windowsill
High as a kite
As though my soul had wings
I took flight

Everything comes easy to me
Money, love, and all the rest
Call me lucky, I guess
Everything comes easy to me