You accuse me of fancy talk When i'm just trying to find my words You've got a funny way of saying my name Like i just ripped it off
These whiskey tango ghosts Won't leave us alone But you are too polite to complain Of the art of speaking plain I haven't gathered a thing
While I know we're dug in deep here Why can't we live high with the wind You're just a freckle away from changing everything I'll make this easy By calling on my gypsy pedigree
These whiskey tango ghosts Won't leave us alone Of the art of speaking plain I haven't gathered a thing
While i know we're dug in deep here Why can't we live high with the wind Can't we live
Of the art of making waves I had my lesson in spades And these ghosts they make it plain They're never going away
And my ghost she makes it plain I haven't gathered a thing Though I know we're dug in deep here Why can't we live high with the wind Can't we live You accuse me of fancy talk When i'm just trying to find my words You've got a funny way of saying my name Like i just ripped it off
These whiskey tango ghosts Won't leave us alone But you are too polite to complain Of the art of speaking plain I haven't gathered a thing
While I know we're dug in deep here Why can't we live high with the wind You're just a freckle away from changing everything I'll make this easy By calling on my gypsy pedigree
These whiskey tango ghosts Won't leave us alone Of the art of speaking plain I haven't gathered a thing
While i know we're dug in deep here Why can't we live high with the wind Can't we live
Of the art of making waves I had my lesson in spades And these ghosts they make it plain They're never going away
And my ghost she makes it plain I haven't gathered a thing Though I know we're dug in deep here Why can't we live high with the wind Can't we live Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
