of the city streets Blowin' through the night like a tiger in a movie Feeling kind of groovy And it's (La, la, la) Oh, it's getting better now (La, la
To feel your poison tongue Your winter lips upon me To stain the floor with our bodies nothin' could be any Better, better, better Baby, so close to
Превод: Schneider, Боб. Първи по-добро.
Превод: Schneider, Боб. По-добре.
