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Tytuł: No. 5243605 Smith

  • Wykonawca: Bryan Adams
  • Wy¶wietleń: 230
Stone cold cell
  Raised from hell
  Holdin' me
  For first degree
  One more morn
  For calm, for dawn
  You shall see
  They'll come for me
  
  I confessed
  I've been blessed
  All I need is one last request
  
  I'll only get up in the morning
  Tearin' down the songs
  Hearing the radio
  Blarin', darin', dancin' vigorly down the hall
  We'll get in the do, I did it
  Shoo-bee-doo's and all
  Give us the grass around to tumble down
  That gobbles our way, rock'n'roll
  I wanna get up in the morning
  Tearin' down the walls
  I've got to face my music
  Fore I face my lord
  
  To think this is over
  A crazy kind of show
  Can't any of you tell me
  Is there a better way to go?
  Oh no!
  
  5:15
  Now's the time
  I'll be fine
  Here's my music one more time
  
  I'll be here in the early morning
  Tearin' down the song
  Knockin' the radio
  Blarin', darin', dancin' vigorly down the hall
  I'll get in the do, did it
  Shoo-bee-doo's and all
  Watchin' the grass around
  A rollin' round to good old passion rock'n'roll
  I'll be here in the early morning
  Tearin' down these walls
  
  The music played and I must say I really had a ball
  And now I guess I gotta go and meet those odd people down the hall
  
  I don't wanna go this way
  Though I know I've gotta pay
  Would it change things anyway
  If I said I'd like to stay?
  What da ya say?