Paroles de Streets Of Pain
Richard Marx
Shes still another party blonde who had it all her way,
Now, just another hanger on with a faded resume.
Hes gonna be a leading man in the gary cooper mold,
Now, working at a pretzel stand but its him thats getting sold.
Big dreamer gonna take the town but shes running out of time,
Still singing at a sleazy lounge to a house of drooling swine.
Self satisfied narcissist with a body like a god,
Hes thinking thats all there is but i dont want that job.
Streets of pain, they dont hear the crying...
...never felt the tears...they just keep on lying.
Get it through your head cause some things never change.
Wont it finally be obvious that theres very little chance?
Cant they see its a greyhound bus and not their handsome prince?
Isnt anybody satisfied with the average girl next door?
Does she have to be glamorized so the world will love her more...?
...sinking like a rock in a river...never felt so cold...
...lower than a snake can slither,
Not to mention all the stories never told.
Pretty girl becomes a socialite standing in somebody elses light.
Anything can happen late at night,
In the morning shell be out of sight.
Made a million on a lucky streak, threw it all away as foolishly,
One of many comic tragedies, what else can there be?
So you better get on the road to the desolation station,
And you better bring all you own, its a permanent vacation.
Were waiting here with open arms but it isnt what it seems.
Just looking for the boulevard on the trail of broken dreams...
InterprèteRichard Marx
LabelEMI
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