When Samantha called a valet dressed in blue Said, "Go slowly, I'm near heavy, how about you?" They won't clear a path for you They won't know our story's true But I'm going through
And then Amanda at the counting head check said I've a soldier's money. he's drunk, he's not dead And a ticket that can't lose It's our way out down a trail of shoes
'Cause I came through I came through I've come to you For youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
