mandag den 7. juni 2010

Blogindlæg 07/06-10 14:47

I think of evergreens and root beer,
I just forgot how it goes.
I feel like hopscotch on bourbon shots,
But I'm all over the road.
And the road just gets longer
With every step that I take.
Somehow I wanna stumble
Then again and again and again.

If my head keeps spinning like this,
Baby, I wouldn't wait up.
I know it's not just a game,
But Simon Says it's all outta love.

I'm pulling slot machines and dime bags
- Pushing my luck around.
I'm thinking this must be Vegas
'Cause the only way out is down.
It feels like this is a robbery,
But Im the only one around.
Im screaming out my lungs,
But my knees against the pavement
Make the only sound.

If my head keeps spinning like this,
Baby, I wouldn't wait up.
I know it's not just a game,
But Simon Says it's all outta love.

I don't care for cops or the highway patrol.
I know where I'm going and it sure ain't Rome.
I'll make a right and a wrong,
Whatever gets me gone.
I wish you were going, but I'm all outta love.

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