I need someone, I need someone today Never gonna see the end of you this way Until I see the magical fungi Now there she goes, right over the sunrise Never gonna be adored Never gonna be ‘bout you, momma!
Now there she goes right over the sunrise ‘Cause I’m so sick of fuckin up in the subway We’re gonna do it in this beautiful Mustang ‘Cause I’m a choo choo, we’re pumpin and revelin
Cinnamon, the spider bones I’m talking on the telephone And sending off a message to the wingman Later in the afternoon I almost stole a different tune I waited till the evening came to write this song I walked into a coffee shop In time to grab a soda pop Before the dog exploded on the curbside Yesterday my hair was gray I turned and faced the other way Back behind the mirror where the kids play Momma!
Now there she goes, right over the sunrise ‘Cause I’m so sick of fuckin up in the subway We’re gonna do it in this beautiful Mustang ‘Cause I’m a choo choo, we’re pumpin and revelinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
