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Tytuł: Red shoes

  • Wykonawca: Chris Rea
  • Wy¶wietleń: 232
I was born a beggar
   With the garbage round my feet
   The devil lived in every hole
   And every corner of the street
   When misery is all there is
   You got nothing to lose
   So come on and buy me
   Come on and buy me
   Some red, red, red shoes
  
   Don't tell me what I do is wrong
   Don't preach 'cos you don't know
   'Cos I was left without a chance
   Such a long time ago
   And anything is better
   Than being cut and bruised
   So come on and buy me
   Some red, red, red shoes
   Don't tell me what I do is wrong
   Don't preach 'cos you don't know
   'Cos I was left without a chance
   Such a long time ago
   And anything is better
   Than being battered and bruised
   So come on and buy me
   Some red, red, red shoes