He takes the panties from the line He puts the things inside the drawer He ties the garbage with a string He gets the paper from the store
He sees a big afro out in the distance there Next to the old parked car that he is leaning again' He checks his pocket for a light He puts the key back in the door He sees a figure to his right
And when my trials are over And all my friends are there I won't ask you for no money I won't ask you for nothing
And when all my trials are over And all my friends are there I won't ask you for no money I won't ask you for nothing
This is what I know This is what I know
A search for seaman and Sinatra Brings a memory from the past It comes with pictures and a promise But his modem's not that fast
Aw you cheap country plowboy there for an instant joy You are regretful and he is insistent there Aw but you had problems you had spite Scattered on the floor Compassion's unearthly light
And when all my trials are over And all my friends are there I won't ask you for no money I won't ask you for nothing
And when all my trials are over And all my friends are there I won't ask you for no money I won't ask you for nothing
This is what I know This is what I know This is what I know This is what I knowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
