109 Recession
Gary Halvorson


TITLE: Higher
WRITTEN: Judson Spence, Brian Tankersley, Scott Parker
LEAD: Mark David
BACKUP: Shawn Daywalt, Ivan Dudynsky, Micki Duran, Crystal Lewis, Dominic Lucero, Natalie Nucci, Julene Renee

Walked in the door.  Saw you standing there.
I fell in love.  What can I say?
All the guys around were selling you the town.
Egos out there on display.
My love's a raging fire and money is not my desire.
Don't need jewelry, no diamonds, no limousines to pull me round.
Just let your love take me high, high, higher.
No cool clothes, no freak shows, no big shots to bring me down.
Just let your love take me high, high, higher.
Second verse.  Same as the first.
It couldn't get better, but it's gonna get worse.
Don't need jewelry, no diamonds, no limousines to pull me round.
Just let your love take me high, high, higher.
No cool clothes, no freak shows, no big shots to bring me down.
Just let your love take me high, high, higher.

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