Kishore Kumar Hits

Secondhand Sound - Stevie şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Secondhand Sound

albüm: Best & Worst Of Times


He wants, he wants to be like the model men
On the flatscreen TV
Stevie tell them your name, boy
She thinks, she thinks she's in love with Tracy
Girls on the magazines waving
Calling your name, girl
Never gonna let it out,
Then you're never gonna live it down
You've been hurt before
No more chances at your door
Crying, crying ain't something that he can do
Not then and not now it's taboo
Show them your face boy
Kindness, kindness ain't something she wants to give
Their loose old descriptions of women
You weren't born in a kitchen girl
Never gonna let it go,
Then you're never gonna really know
You've been hurt before
No more chances at your door
It was you, you
You were on my mind
You were there that night It was you, you
Drinking Coca-Cola, forest green Corolla
I don't want to lie to you
Burning down the freeway, listening to Coltrane
Coffee in the late afternoon
I can still remember the freckles on your shoulder
Sunlight on your first tattoo
Calling on a favor on this piece of paper
Do you want it like I do?
It was you, it was you
You were on my mind
You were there that night
It was you, it was you

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