All the way back home I thought about the way you said you were good And it's like too much sugar in the apple pie It hurts my teeth, leaves a bad taste in my mouth
Whistle and I'll come to you, my friend Call me when you feel like it's the end Don't be shy just 'cause you feel like dying Don't be sly and start that happy lying
Whistle and I'll come to you, my friend Call me when you feel like it's the end Don't be shy just 'cause you feel like dying Don't be slyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
