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T.Love - Dirty streets of London
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I came from fuckin' Poland
And tried to find some money in the West
I chose this fuckin' city
Because I thought it could be the best
To break my misery
To drink one drop of happiness
With my rock'n'roll heart
You know I was a special guest
Oh dirty streets
Oh dirty, dirty streets of London
Red buses in the rain
Oh dirty streets of pain
I spend some time in subways
And then I found some fuckin' pub
Some drunken guys were singing
The old sad song about the thing called love
I was looking for you babe
Where city lights are shining bright
Oh, babe i saw you there
Where a dirty river gently cries
Oh dirty streets
Oh dirty, dirty streets of London
Red buses in the rain
Oh dirty streets of pain
I wake up in the morning
And walked along the crowded streets
Where a thousands of people sailed
Between the cars in the midday heat
I love this fucking city
Where neon lights could make you rest
I come from fuckin' Poland
To find some money in the West
Oh dirty streets
Oh dirty, dirty streets of London
Red buses in the rain
Oh dirty streets of pain
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dodał: mik
czytano: 1854 razy
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Fragment na dzis:
Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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a be
You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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