I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door It's late and all the barrooms are closing I start walking down the street search my car And temptation overtakes me when my conscience says go home I had that way but never get that far Look ahead if I turn right the road to take me home But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more When it happens I keep hidden cause our moments are forbidden But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door [ steel ] Look ahead if I turn right...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
