Nostalgia 77 - Crescent City lyrics

Crescent city, crescent city, oh Half way to where I'm going to I pa** you by and then who knows? The next I know, you're my pretty rose Laughing, laughing, but crying home When will I next see who I'll, wondering soul And there's a mad man on the reef He's praying for some sweet relief Sits down and he thinks When that cousin boom goes pink? (???) Like laughing, like laughing, But they know, what is dust to dust like you Oh, whom, I'm wandering, so Looking at the moon, but I'm thinking of the sun No, looking at the moon, but I'm thinking of the sun sponsored links Looking at the moon, but I'm thinking of the sun If I could choose, I'd become dust Eyes like foreign smack our rest (???) To the wind lake in air(?), when I travel Far from here Like laughing, like laughing, Like crying all over What is dust to dust like you Might have a soul Crescent city, crescent city, oh Half way to where I'm going to I pa** you by and then who knows? The next I know, you're my pretty rose