Feel my hand on the ride Look to your side Stare me in the mouth When i talk sometimes This truck, it likes me It runs without keys In the country
All the time An idea kept me inside I won't go home tonight You're going through with it If there is trouble i will run from it All the time
My feet hang from a concrete wall At the pool Five feet away The sun won't hit you if you sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
