The Orwells - Dirty Sheets (Live) | Текст песни

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From the east coast to the west
We ain't the worst, we ain't the best
Drink all night, I'm such a mess
There's something missing in my chest
Show me the hills, show me the view
I swear I'm coming back for you
I lost my mind, I lost my shoe
I found myself when I found

Be my savior, be my woman
Come from hell right back to Brooklyn
Taste my body til the morning
Now I'm leaving without warning

She said let's stay up all night long
Everything's right and nothing's wrong
That girl don't want to see the dark
She came so quick and now she's gone
What's coming next? I just don't know
I'll be your boy, I'm coming home
Now I'm alone, I can't relax
I won't forget us ...

Be my savior, be my woman
Come from hell right back to Brooklyn
Taste my body til the morning
Now I'm leaving without warning

What's your name and what's your story?
Pen is heavy, I'm still horny
She's so find and I'm so boring
I still want you in the morning, in the morning
In the morning, I'm leaving, I'm leaving without warning

Be my savior, be my woman
Come from hell right back to Brooklyn


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