There's a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania And I walk up and down 'neath the clock By the pawnshop on the corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania But I ain't got a thing left to hock
She was peaches, she was honey and she cost me all my money 'Cause a whirl 'round the town was her dream I took her dancin', took her dinin' till her blue eyes were shinin' With the sights that they never had seen
If you should run into a golden-haired angel And ask her tonight for a date She will tell you somewhere, there's a rich millionaire Who is calling again about eight
There's a pawnshop on the corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania But I've just gotta get five or ten From the pawnshop on the corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Gotta be with my angel again Gotta be with my angel againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
