Tales at the bar From the regular drinkers With their pints of Fosters And a dash of lime They'll relive the past If you give them the time From the days of football Through to the petty crimes
Don't look back Don't look back You're not going that way Don't look back Don't look back
A Saturday tradition Yet to be broken In their button down shirts And three stripe shoes Filling out another betting slip To beat the blues Old habits die hard But that's no excuse
Don't look back Don't look back You're not going that way Don't look back Don't look back Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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