Come on - Joey get out of school
We got places to go
A '57 Lincoln you got a radio that hurts
And the girls like to touch it
Just to find out if it works
But don't look at me
It wasn't me
Joey live on the edge of the corner
Of living on the run
I like to ride in the middle
I'm just tryin to have some fun
Until the Pirates come
And take me
And I won't need a pilot
Got a pirate who might sail
Somewhere I heard far away
You answer me
So i'm holding on
To your rainbow sleeves
Well, goodbye boys,
Oh my buddy boys,
Oh my sad-eyed Sinatras
It'as a cold globe around the sea
You keep the shirt that I bought ya
And I know you'll get the chance to make it
Pirates ( So Long Lonely Avenue )
текст песни Rickie Lee JonesКомментарии:
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