Do you have to be so hard to get Especially with those emerald eyes You might have been a neon lover But you didn't have to advertise
Well come on, well come on You might have been a crackshot shooter Hung up on your figurine Under the cold and darkly sky You're the only light I've seen
Well come on, well come on And it happens everytime I'm still hanging on the line Don't want to go up and down
You don't have to be so touch I'll tell you when I've had enough You don't have to reek with charm You won't have to twist my arm Well come on, well come on
Well come on, well come on And it happens everytime I'm still hanging on the line Don't want to go up and downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
