Mama just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead. Mama, life has just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away. Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry, If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters. So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye, So you think you can love me and leave me to die. Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby, just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here. Nothing really matters, anyone can see, Nothing really matters, Nothing really matters to me. Anyway the wind blows.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
