Hot times in the '70s Drugs are your friends and your enemies You're sober Then it's over
Hold close all your vanities Swallow the obscenities No room for them To make amends
But can you hold it In the palm of your hand Break it down And make it understand Grip it tight Like a marker in the sand Type it up Like you've got a plan Fake the tell Like you got the winning hand Hold your ground Like a marker in the sand
Hot trial of the century A little piece of history You always lose When you're on the news
it's your biography All about you when you're the lead Fall over Then it's over
But can you hold it In the palm of your hand Break it down And make it understand Grip it tight Like a marker in the sand Type it up Like you've got a plan Fake the tell Like you got the winning hand Hold your ground Like a marker in the sand
Hot times in the '70s Drugs are your friends and your enemies You're sober Then it's over
Hold close all your vanities Swallow the obscenities No room for them To make amends
But can you hold it In the palm of your hand Break it down And make it understand Grip it tight Like a marker in the sand Type it up Like you've got a plan Fake the tell Like you got the winning hand Hold your groove Like a marker in the sandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
