Letra de Nice While It Lasted

Well the boy never thought in real life terms He moved at thirty-three and a third Still remembers the night when it all got right When they gave the conditions and terms Through the dash of a fifty-seven Plymouth Buddy Holly singing "That'll Be The Day" He felt so strange he never wanted to change But somehow it all got away...but it was... Nice while it lasted It's getting kinda hard to find someone Someone to believe...and it was Nice while it lasted He can try but he can't forget it 'Cause he got a phonographic memory... He kept growing and the years rolled on And everything changed And he couldn't put his finger on What went wrong or when it all got strange Oh God how it really use to matter Ain't that sure anymore Big dreams, soul screams He was raised on the radio... Nice while it lasted It's getting kinda hard to find someone Someone to believe...and it was Nice while it lasted He can try but he can't forget it 'Cause he got a phonographic memory... And it was nice while it lasted Getting kinda hard to find someone Someone to believe...and it was And it was nice while it lasted He can try but he can't forget it 'Cause he got a phonographic memory...