Twenties in my pocket, were gonna have a time Gonna wake up hammered and not have a dime Bill collector's calling looking for my soul Too bad for him there ain't nobody home
I'm somewhere out there Burning the candle at both ends It's the way of the road Do what ya gotta do to roll along and i can't think of a better way to spend my time living and not keep giving
Oh all sweet loves must come to an end but this you won't take away When i end up home I find myself alone Counting down the days 'til the amps will explode I'm not the only one walking in these shoes Those of you who know We wrote this song for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
