Green Day
Nightlife
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| Добавлена 6 ноября 2012 пользователем N1 |
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Текст песни Nightlife
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my Nightlife
My favorite colour's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my Nightlife
What's that I hear, you wanna go for a ride?
Oh, don't be afraid boy, to come inside
I got the thing that you want, the fix that you need
Chase this with a little lust and greed
I'll be the devil on your shoulder saying "Hey boy, come on"
My black heart beats crimson and clovers
So operator, operator, patch my boy in
This is Nightlife and I'll get under your skin
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my Nightlife
My favorite colour's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my Nightlife
What a thrill, heart beat fast
Sounds like love, but you know it won't last
Cheap champagne stain on an even cheaper suit
Hope there's more in your pants than a bus route
Build up the walls, light the sugar-coated walls
Girls on your bar stool from late last calls
This town is filled with snakes, mistakes and whisky shakes
It's too late I already cut the breaks
She's in my blood, I reside in my Nightlife
My favorite colour's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my Nightlife
What's that I hear, you wanna go for a ride?
Oh, don't be afraid boy, to come inside
I got the thing that you want, the fix that you need
Chase this with a little lust and greed
I'll be the devil on your shoulder saying "Hey boy, come on"
My black heart beats crimson and clovers
So operator, operator, patch my boy in
This is Nightlife and I'll get under your skin
Taking a ride to my old haunt
She's in my blood, I reside in my Nightlife
My favorite colour's candy apple, girl
And she resides in my mind and my Nightlife
What a thrill, heart beat fast
Sounds like love, but you know it won't last
Cheap champagne stain on an even cheaper suit
Hope there's more in your pants than a bus route
Build up the walls, light the sugar-coated walls
Girls on your bar stool from late last calls
This town is filled with snakes, mistakes and whisky shakes
It's too late I already cut the breaks
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