Что ты видел в своей жизни хорошего Что ты знаешь о цвете неба Что ты можешь вспомнить из своего прошлого Кроме того что никогда нигде не был Каждый новый
You keep saying you got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a'messin' Where you shouldn't 've been a'messin' And now
Strangers always got some mess to spread But I have learned to flick them off Can.t walk a mile in my YSLs I strap them on and I walk it off Got .em
Уставшим путником войду в твою я спальню. Без приглашения, тайком, без лишних слов. Возле тебя я сяду тихо на диване И пожелаю необычных, сладких снов
No more trouble In this town Silent night For a change Brand new year Coming up ahead You know it's been so long Since I rang one in I close my eyes
I once met a man with a sense of adventure He was dressed to trill Wherever he went he said "let?s make love on a mountain top Under the stars, on a big
Life is fast but I dont wanna live past you, 'cause you are my only roots I was the king of the drug booze thing now I've worn out the soles of my party
You keep saying you've got something for me Something you call love, but confess You've been messing where you shouldn't be messing And someone else is
You keep sayin' you got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a-messin' where you shouldn't have been a-messin' And now someone
The boots you wear are heavy Rest now, I'll wear them for a while And as you lie there sleeping I'll walk down and retrace every mile All the lines around
I'm just a white boy, lived like a gypsy all my life One in a billion born with a baby-face like mine Got these boots made for rockin', kickin' ass
Baby, don't blame me If I can't get loving you right Baby, don't blame me If I can't get loving you right I ain't cut out for aprons Or staying home at
Strangers always got some mess to spread But I have learned to flick them off Can?t walk a mile in my YSL?s I strap ?em on and I walk it off Got ?em
Are you ready boots? Start walkin' Let's go Yee-haw Come on Let's go You keep sayin' you got somethin' for me Well officer, I don't mind to say you do
Trying to figure out just what to do Wonder what the future holds for you Being in a cult is part of growing up today Drifting 'round the streets you'
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Das alte Lied der Straße das zog uns stets hinaus denn so ein echter Cowboy der bleibt nicht gern zu Haus' von Flensburg bis nach Garmisch von K
