That night that you got on a plane to Los Angeles I turned back into the me that I was That guy that would go out to buy a new porno and come back with twenty...the pervert you love And as I drove I remembered that you made a tape For me to play if I ever had a lonely day I slipped it in and the Stereophonics came on singing about matches Well at least someone still believes in the melody I, I think that I've heard it already but I I think that I must admit that as bad as it gets Someone still believes The sound of American radio's making me feel like I just killed my mom and my dad These pop songs are meant to be simple so people who make them we take them and break them in half But as I drove I remembered that you made a tape For me to play if I my ears were ever being raped I slipped it in and the Tragically Hip came on singing about matches Well at least someone still believes in the melody I, I think that I've heard it already but I I think that I must admit that as bad as it gets Someone still believes
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Well at least someone still believes in the melody I, I think that I've heard it already but I I think that I must admit that as bad as it gets Someone still believesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
