Her Daddy bent the silver spoon He was selling things he didn’t own He was flying for TWA I was in a ten room shack Wanting nothing more than to black Singing I just want to celebrate She was spinning “Eat a Peach” Avoiding weekends at the beach Hanging on the boys with windowpane I was working at the tasty freeze Just trying on my new disease I was all messed up in the New York rain
We were living on Wildlife There’s some long wild nights But you know the strong will survive To keep love alive when you’re living on Wildlife
She was staying east of vine Pretending everything was fine Long before we all drank bottled water I had myself a big black car, a big black dog and an angry scar She was everything the doctor ordered
Now she’s making half a buck There are bodies in LA aqueduct No more cigarettes but she’s still smoking I’ve become the oceans slave Waiting for that perfect wave And to this day her heart remains unbroken Still…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
