I dearly love her artichokes
Their continental flavour makes me choke
Satisfied inside like vinegrette
And like an old brown photograph
Her memory prints forever
Polaroid pictures of the day she came my way
Did she stay?

She didn't want to leave it
She didn't want to leave it
She didn't want to leave it
Leave it, baby, it's gone away
Come on, baby, don't delay
I wanna help you to celebrate
Come on, leave your world behind
Leave it, leave it leave it, leave it
It's gone away

Peeling off her underwear
She makes me think of daisies shedding their
Silver metal petals in the air
Supersonic autograph
For simple stage door, Johnny was a laugh
But on the stairway to the stars, she cried
'cause she lied

She didn't want to leave it
She didn't want to leave it
She didn't want to leave it
Leave it, baby, it's gone away

Leave it, leave it leave it, leave it
It's gone away

Come on, baby, don't be late
I wanna help you to celebrate
Come on, leave your world behind
Leave it, leave it leave it, leave it
Leave it, leave it leave it, leave it

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Writer(s): CHRIS SQUIRE, TREVOR HORN, TREVOR RABIN