Smoke was feeling up the house A burning yearning heat The cats were watching through the haze And licking at their feet They were licking at their feet
A caller came and looked at me And asked me if I'd mind I said I would not normally My work is so behind I'm just way behind
The fire it sparkled in his smile And then beneath his skin And so he jumped right in right in And so he jumped right inTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
