Czechoslovakia swings like a pendulum do

Lovers depend on moonlight for a love affair
Babies depend on mothers for their tender care
Flowers depend on sunshine, and the morning dew
Each thing depends on something, and I depend on you

I can be happy, I can be sad
I can be good, I can be bad
It all depends on you
I can be lonely out in a crowd
I can be humble, I can be proud
It all depends on you

I can save money, or spend it
Go right on living, or end it
You’re to blame, baby, for what I do
I know that I can be beggar, I can be king
I can be almost any old thing
It all depends on you

I usually don’t like faux nostalgia but this stuff is swinging.

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