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Lights all around
I’m going down town
Congress Avenue Bridge
is taking me home

It’s 2 a.m.
My girlfriend’s sleeping again
This melody
is taking me home

Open up your wicker basket
shoulder satchel
Name your tasks find a spot
and take the ones you need

Mold ‘em gently find familiar
know the meaning
You can understand which way
the fates will go
The glitter and the gaudy show
You’ll never have to be alone
So find your way
Find your way back home

My kittens black
He knows where life’s at
He takes his time
He takes it slow

Inne utwory

  • Diablito
  • Harlem
  • Wash away my troubles
  • Johnny Cash
  • Morning song
  • Caroline
  • Society
  • Us them
  • Susan
  • Satisfied
  • Paris, Texas
  • Cinnamon
  • Angelyne
  • April
  • Blue sky
  • Elephant tears
  • Monday afternoon
  • How does it feel
  • Daggers
  • Losowe utwory

    Harlem

    Riding through Harlem in my
    bullet proof car
    Inside a glass shell you say
    keeps us from harm
    My music’s playing loudly
    and people gather ‘round
    They wonder what we’re doing
    in their part of town

    I try to reach out,...

    Pull out

    Pull out, pull out, pull out, it s gone to deep.
    Pull out, pull out, pull out, it s later than you think.

    I need your opinion like I need a bullet in my head.
    You didn t care then, so why care now unless you re cashing in on the dividends.
    I m...

    She loves me not

    When I see her eyes, look into my eyes
    Then I realize that she could see inside my head
    So I close my eyes, thinking that I could hide
    Disassociate so I don t have to lose my head
    This situation leads to agitation
    Will she cut me off?
    Will...

    Because of you

    Want to, but I can t help it
    I love the way it feels,
    It s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
    I need it when I want it, I want it when I don t
    Tell myself I ll stop everyday, knowin that I...

    Electric blues

    Tell me who do you love man?
    Tell me what man?
    Tell me what s it you love man?

    An old fashioned melody

    Tell me what s it that moves you?
    Tell me what s it that grooves you?

    An old fashioned melody
    But old songs leave...