Mike needs a job, Mike needs a car Pawn shop ripped him off, lost a Fender guitar Mike needs to straighten up his own life I ain't pointing fingers though, I need Mike
I need Mike so we can start a band I can barely play a lick, it's like talking to him When we're drunk you oughta hear us play make believe Mike's the kinda guy that don't laugh at your dreams
Birds need wings Weed needs rain We need a bucket of love to a drop of pain Lovers need lovers A friend needs a friend And I need two more fists in this fight And I need mike
We play biker bar jukebox, nine ball pool Back talkin', backwoods, bad boy fools Memories of our nicotine, neon nights Buzzed me good for a little while
Birds need wings Weed needs rain We need a bucket of love to a drop of pain Lovers need lovers A friend needs a friend And I need two more fists in this fight And I need Mike
Mike stopped us all dead in our tracks Buried in the limestone, never coming back There's still Wild Bill Cody in the brick main street But home don't feel like home to me
Birds need wings Weed needs rain We need a bucket of love to a drop of pain Lovers need lovers A friend needs a friend And I need two more fists in this fight I always had his back and he had mine Yeah, I never needed nothing quite like I need MikeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
