Turnus by Czesaw piewa Lyrics
Have you ever thought about the chance
To see your little footsteps in advance?
With a tiny, silky, beautiful voice
Did you ever think you would have a choice?
So would you do what every boy would do?
Your look tells me you've been there too
With the kind of magic that you found
Isn't it tragic that you
Took a little emotion
Soon you're on the right track
Take a look at yourself and listen
To the one that never came back
Those cheesy feelings
That cheap red wine
A wise decision
And something about a white line
That night was special;
She took his hand
She smiled for the last time
And so the story ends
(Murder!)
We knew it from the start
She smoked that green tobacco
Fooled around with all the boys
But she never meant to do so
Those cheesy feelings
That cheap red wine
A wise decision
And something about a white line
That night was special;
She took his hand
She smiled for the last time
And so his story ends
(Murder!)
We knew it from the start
She smoked that green tobacco
Fooled around with all the boys
But she never meant to do so
She'd rather tie them and bite them and make them all shout
The nasty little things all boys dream about
And they would scream for more, you could hear them cry:
"So much better than a pumpkin pie!"
We knew it from the start
She smoked that green tobacco
Fooled around with all the boys
But she never meant to do so
She'd rather tie them and bite them and make them all shout
The nasty little things all boys dream about
And they would scream for more, you could hear them cry:
"So much better than a pumpkin pie!"
To see your little footsteps in advance?
With a tiny, silky, beautiful voice
Did you ever think you would have a choice?
So would you do what every boy would do?
Your look tells me you've been there too
With the kind of magic that you found
Isn't it tragic that you
Took a little emotion
Soon you're on the right track
Take a look at yourself and listen
To the one that never came back
Those cheesy feelings
That cheap red wine
A wise decision
And something about a white line
That night was special;
She took his hand
She smiled for the last time
And so the story ends
(Murder!)
We knew it from the start
She smoked that green tobacco
Fooled around with all the boys
But she never meant to do so
Those cheesy feelings
That cheap red wine
A wise decision
And something about a white line
That night was special;
She took his hand
She smiled for the last time
And so his story ends
(Murder!)
We knew it from the start
She smoked that green tobacco
Fooled around with all the boys
But she never meant to do so
She'd rather tie them and bite them and make them all shout
The nasty little things all boys dream about
And they would scream for more, you could hear them cry:
"So much better than a pumpkin pie!"
We knew it from the start
She smoked that green tobacco
Fooled around with all the boys
But she never meant to do so
She'd rather tie them and bite them and make them all shout
The nasty little things all boys dream about
And they would scream for more, you could hear them cry:
"So much better than a pumpkin pie!"