Oh, so wrong, my loving goes Under the fog, fog, fog And I believed them all Well, I'm just a poor little baby Because, well, I believed them all
Oh, so wrong, you're growing old Under the gun, gun, gun And I believed them all Well, I'm just one poor baby Because, well, I believed them all
I wish I could buy back The woman you stole
Y control Y control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out of control Out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out of control High control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out of control Out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out
Oh, so wrong, my loving goes Under the fog, fog, fog And I believed them all Well, I'm just a poor little baby Because, well, I believed them all
I wish I could buy back The woman you stole
Y control Y control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out of control Out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out of control High control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out of control Out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
