Paroles de Out Of Luck
The King Blues50618
With the red scrunchie for her birthday gift,
She scrapes her hair into a Croydon facelift,
Punch drunk love at sweet 16,
She thumbs a ride to Gretna Green,
Leaving something old for somewhere new,
To be with someone battered, black and blue,
She turns out her light with a song to sing,
Grabs her shoulder bag and her Argos ring,
And she says,
Without a penny, in my pocket,
I
InterprèteThe King Blues
LabelUMI
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