Golden Earring — тексты песен
- (Lookin` For) The Heart Of Saturday Nigh
Tom Waits Yeah, you gassed her up, You`re behind the wheel Arm around your sweet one, In your Oldsmobile Barrelin` down the Boulevard, Looking for the heart of Saturday night. You got paid on Friday, Pockets a jinglin`.
- 42nd Street
Spiraling leapers, wearing Nike sneakers
Some of them laugh, some of them sing
Some of them don`t do a goddamn thing
Trip-skipping drifters, grafters and lifters
Chicks with big tits, school boys with zits
- American Child
(Phil Vassar/Craig Wiseman) I was ten, I was thin, I was playing first base with a secondhand glove and dirt on my face In nowhere, Virginia Who`d ever figure that kid in the yard would go very far It was 419 Lakewood , had no s...
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