Meg White Songtext / Lyric

Meg White

You're alright

In fact I think

you're pretty swell

Can't you tell?



Meg White

Such a pretty thing

I saw your face on the cover

Of a magazine



Someday

I'd like

To take a walk with you

maybe ride our

bikes down by the

seaside



Meg White

Saw you on the big screen

Old Jack was keen

But you stole the scene






Meg White

Baby, you're the bomb

Old Jack is great

Don't get me wrong

but this is your song



Someday

I'd like

To take a walk with you

And talk about most anything

You'd like to talk about

And watch the sun going down

Going down



Playin' those drums

is hard to do

It's true

And nobody plays them

quite like you do



Meg White

You're alright

In fact I think

you're pretty swell

Can't you tell?



Meg White

Such a pretty thing

Saw your face on

the cover of a

magazine



Someday

I'd like

To take a walk with you

Maybe ride our

bikes down by the

seaside

And watch the sun going down

going down