Dug up a fifth of Hood River gin That stuff tastes like medicine But I'll take it It'll do
On the couch in the living room all day long Music on the television playing our song And I'm in the mood The mood for you
Turn the volume up real high All of that money, look at it fly And you smoking Like a chimney
Shadows crawled across the living room's length I held onto you with a desperate strength With everything With everything in me
And I handed you a drink of the lovely little thing On which our survival depends People say friends don't destroy one another What do they know about friends?
Thunderclouds forming, cream white moon Everything's going to be okay soon Maybe tomorrow Maybe the next day
Carried you up the stairs that night All of this could be yours if the price is right I heard cars headed down to oblivion Up on the expressway
Your drunken kisses, as light as the air Maybe everything that falls down eventually rises Our house sinking into disrepair Ah, but look at this showroom filled with fabulous prizesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
