I'd send you a rain god of painted balsa wood. It's only regular, it won't matter none. I'd rather a real god, who pushes buttons well. I'd rather run it like a Corleone. I'd run it well. When in hell, when in hell do as the hellions do. I think that I can learn I wouldn't bet my life. I think that I can learn but don't hold your breath. I think that I can learn if I try real hard. I think that I can learn, what a wierd idea. Always in trouble for taking hand-outs and patting Jesus on his jelly roll. Now the "L" train keeps track of turmoil. I'll put a pistol where the whore had a hold. I'd run it well. I'd run it well. When in hell, when in hell do as the hellions do. I think that I can learn I have never tried. I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say? I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say? I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say? I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
