Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Lloyd ColeНазвание : Lost WeekendДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : singer-songwriter alternative 80s pop scottish singer-songwriter alternative 80s pop scottish Видео:
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It took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam And double pneumonia in a single room And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine Are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep With ashtray clothes and miss lonelyheart`s pen With which I wrote for you a lovesong in tatoo Upon my palm `twas stolen from me when jesus took my hand You see I i wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it Drop me and i`ll fall to pieces too easily I was a king bee with a head full of attitude Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stained My aim was to taboo you Could we meet in the marketplace Did I ever hey please did you wound my knees You see I i wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it Drop me and i`ll fall to pieces Yes it`s too easy and theres nobody else to blame Will I hang my head in a crying shame There is nobody else to blame nobody else except my sweet self Again it took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears That the sickest joke was the price of the medicine Are you laughing at me now May I please laugh along I was a king bee with a head full of attitude And ashtray heart on my sleeve wounded knees And my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm You wrote upon me when you took my hand You see I i wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it Drop me and i`ll fall to pieces too easily | Похожие исполнители:
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