Take me to a sports bar in the strip mall on the weekend We'll split three pitchers, play some pool, you'll touch my knee and Drop me off later with nothing but a honk and goodbye We won't look at each other ‘cause we're scared either one of us will try
But you can kiss me if you want to Just to test the waters Boy you make me shy, Is there something here to save? Are we holding out for friendship? Are we holding out in vain?
You are chasing sunsets in the Arizona canyons And I am chasing stages in a Winter so Canadian And honestly I don't think of you when I'm boozing with some far out clowns But every Chevrolet will be your truck when I make my way to townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
