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psykerReci da je ne voliš,
Jednostavno je.
Pljuni te tri riječi,
Prestat će.
Spotičeš se o slova,
Kotrljaš gluposti.
Odustaješ prelako,
Nedostaje ti upornosti.
Al' počelo je dobro,
Imao si plan,
Govorio o sreći,
Kao, sorry, nekako sam prazan.
Ne voliš kad plače,
Pogotovo zbog tebe.
Pa ćeš reći da si umoran,
Okrivit ćeš vrijeme.
Sad bi sve odgodio,
Sad bi sve preskočio
I opet misliš da dobro je,
Bolje je ovako.
I onda staviš sve na papir,
I izgleda u redu,
Al', bejbe, ovo već treća je ,
Treća je...
Voliš je na silu,
Vaši tate igraju šah,
Mame skupa čitaju Milu,
Čekaš znak.
Uskoro joj je rođendan,
Ne prekida se s nekim na rođendan
A onda je i Božić.
Tad je glupo,
Jako glupo biti sam.
Sad bi sve odgodio,
Sad bi sve preskočio,
I opet misliš da dobro je,
Bolje je ovako.
I onda staviš sve na papir,
I izgleda u redu.
Al', bejbe, ovo već treća je ,
Treća je...
I izbrisat će tvoj broj.
Izabrat će duži put
Da te ne sretne
Dok prolazi kroz grad.
Jer ti si loš, ti si loš, ti si zlo.
It's been a long time since I rock and rolled
It's been a long time since I did the stroll
Oh baby, let me get back, Let me get back,
Let me get back, Baby where I come from
It's been a long time, Been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
Yes it has
It's been a long while since we walked in the moonlight
Making vows that just wouldn't work right
Oh open your arms, Open your arms, Open your arms
Baby let my love come running in
It's been a long time, Been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
It's been quite a while since the book of love
I can't stand the tears of a life with no love
Oh baby, Carry me back, Carry me back, Carry me back
Baby where I come from
Been a long time, Been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
Sure has
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah
It's been a long time, Been a long time
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
Sitting here wasted and wounded
at this old piano
Trying hard to capture
the moment this morning I don't know
'Cause a bottle of vodka
is still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares
I think she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies
they won't make of me when I'm dead
With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
its own beat in my head
While we're talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
what you mean to me
And the truth is baby you're all that I need
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses
Well I'm so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes I've given each night
Just to see through this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it's hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I'll just close my eyes and whisper,
baby blind love is true
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses
The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry
The barkeeper's wig's crooked
And she's giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died
When you close your eyes
Know I'll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonite I won't be alone
But you know that don't
Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove
For it's you that I'd die to defend
I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses