He met her smokin' cigarettes in the men's room He liked her high heels, she like his tattoos She said she'd never been east of the west coast Couldn't stand all the palm trees and windows
Called herself "Baby" Baby
Growin' up in a first world's worst dream Grace-givin', God-fearin' good family But when his hair grew long and his skin grew soft All they saw was all wrong
Didn't see baby Baby
She took him walkin' down the streets of her hometown And she showed him how she makes her livin' now And he made her swear she'll break out Somehow
And he thinks about her even now Wonder where she's been and how And if she's smokin' cigarettes in the men's room He wants to show her his new tattoo
It says "Baby" Baby BabyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
