30.09.2005., petak
Sad eyes
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Danas je jedan od dana kad puštam Brucea Springsteena da govori. Takav je dan. On mi ponekad objasni stvari, ponekad ih zakomlicira, al sam otkril da piva jebeno legne uz njegove pjesme. Thanks Boss. Every day here you come walking I hold my tongue, I don't do much talking You say you're happy and you're doin' fine well go ahead, baby, I got plenty of time Sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie Well for a while I've been watching you steady Ain't gonna move 'til you're good and ready You show up and then you shy away But I know pretty soon you'll be walkin' this way Sad eyes never lie Sad eyes never lie Baby don't you know I don't care Don't you know that I've been there Well if something in the air feels a little unkind Don't worry darling, it'll slip your mind I know you think you'd never be mine Well that's okay, baby, I don't mind That shy smile's sweet, that's a fact Go ahead, I don't mind the act Here you come all dressed up for a date Well one more step and it'll be too late Blue blue ribbon in your hair Like you're so sure I'll be standing here |
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