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Tytuł: Piano fighter

  • Wykonawca: Warren Zevon
  • Wy¶wietleń: 275
Mom and Papa bought a Chickering
   Every day I'd sit and play that thing
   I practiced hard; it was more than a whim
   I played with grim determination, Jim
   Someone called Piano Fighter
   I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
   Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
   Then let me go, Piano Fighter
   I worked in sessions and I played in bands
   A thousand casuals and one-night stands
   Here on Thursday, gone on Friday
   Heading down the Dixie highway
   Someone called Piano Fighter
   I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
   Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
   Then let me go, Piano Fighter
   Maybe I'll go to Reno
   Nobody knows my name
   I'll play Claire de Lune in a quiet saloon
   Steady work for a change
   Ain't going down that long, lonesome road
   Ain't going down that long, lonesome road
   Got in trouble down in New Orleans
   I must admit that I was strung out, painted in the corner of a limousine
   Someone called Piano Fighter
   I'm a thin ice walker, I'm a freelance writer
   Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
   Then let me go, Piano Fighter
   Someone called Piano Fighter
   I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
   Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
   Then let me go, Piano Fighter