Verse: all the tables nice and clean evelyns asleep on the grave yard shift again selling gasoline
and theres kids smoking on south first see high-school was just a blur, to her and everything just found their place it seemed
Pre-Chorus: theres an old folk song on the radio sounding thin and dark and haunted theres a bag of weed in the back beneath the books
and she cant stand the sight of this coldasac like an old crow, king of the lamp-post and this window hasnt been this clean since it last rained
Verse: well she pictures up a different day driving west to east L.A and there aint no sign of a dime but hey anyone can dream anyone can dream
Chorus: and all the college girls come in when the bars let out and theyre hungry making such a mess, evelyn just talks trash, as shes sweeping up
Pre-chorus: theres a thin dark cloud in the evening air after every sunny day theres a bum who lives in the parking lot wash the windows just to say hey.
Just to say, hey. Ya
Verse: all the tables nice and clean evelyns asleep on the grave yard shift again selling gasoline selling gasolineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
