Got a beat up matchbook Half a bottle of gin Two hours in the car outside your house Don’t wanna go in Fifty something years old You make me feel like I’m twenty five Wanna spend what’s left with you And base it on a beautiful lie
Half of a century and then I lose my mind I wanna live fifty years and then turn back time Got a beat up matchbook Half a bottle of gin Two hours in the car outside your house Don’t wanna go in
Got a pixie cut Got a low cut blouse Got a purebred dog, got a little red car I got a big dead house Thirty something years old Don’t look a day over twenty five Wanna spend what’s left with me? I swear we’ll lead a guilty life
Half of a century and then I lose my mind I wanna live fifty years and then turn back time Got a pixie cut Got a low cut blouse Got a purebred dog, got a little red car I gotta big dead houseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
