Текст песни At the Drive-In - Schaffino
At the Drive-In - Schaffino слова песни
this time i`m gonna take the collection babyand with the money in my handi`m gonna purchase all the detailsscrub you clean with my soap opera chirpingwalking on tip-toed pickpocket feverracing up the scales of your thermometerturnbuckle tournicate clotting the moonshineclotheslined seizures singing happy valentinesi found feathers in the hit and run nestomerttas not a prayer on your rosary beadswhen she knocked me overi looked inside the hearsesprouting chauvanistic swineand written were the wordspoking butter with this knifeallergic to this concubineracing by in a `56 chevyand we couldn`t even pretendto be alive...i found feathers in the hit and run nestscrub you clean with my soap opera chirping