I'm kicking off from centre field A question of being down for the game The one shot deal don't matter And the other one's the same
Oh! my friend I see you Want you to come through (alright) And she's standing in the shadows Where the street lights all turn blue
She leaving for an american (uhuh) Suitcase in her hand I said her brothers and her sisters Are all on atlantic sand
She's screaming through the alley way I hear the lonely cry, why can't you? And her batteries are corroded And her hundred watt bulb just blew
Lallallal.. alright...huhuhhuh
She used to hang out at miss lucy's Every weekend they would get loose And it was a straight clear case of Having taken in too much juice
It was outside, and it was outside Just the nature of the person Now all you got to remember After all, it's just show biz
Lallalal...huhuh...lallal
We're just screaming through the alley way I hear her lonely cry, ah why can't you? And she's standing in the shadows Canal street lights all turn blue And she's standing in the shadows Where the street lights all turn blue And she's standing in the shadows Down where the street lights all turn blue Hey, hey, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
