Tell your girlfriend what was mine What you're looking for you won't find And tell your sister to wait a while He's been drinking and losing style
If anyone complains, at least my hands are dry My slate's been wiped clean, and you'll be gone a while But please be quiet now, the crowd was right She's investing in a bullet sigh
And tie your loose ends up inside I'm not joking man, you don't try If anyone complains, at least my hands are dry My slate's been wiped clean, and you'll be gone a while
Tell your girlfriend what was mine What you're looking for you won't findTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
