Something strikes me as wrong, I think Christine might have known all along. It feels like '89 in my heart but '69 in my head. She came home about three, Smelling just like a brewery, She's got a generous way it would seem, But it's not meant for me.
I will make her love me, I will make her love me, I will make her love me, For both our good, For both our good. If she's not thinking of me, Then why do I think she'll love me? I guess I think she'll love me, For both our good, For both our good.
Christine's got cloth in her ears, I said it once and I said it clear, I want no more screwing around it's embarrassing me. It would be nice to hear it from her, Cause I hear it from my friends and it's getting absurd, They say, "Haven't you got any pride?", They don't know what she's likeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
