Текст песни BOB GUINEY - Spare Minute
BOB GUINEY - Spare Minute слова песни
Bogus reasons for leaving me hangin` by a threadYa turn me down it turns me on,It really messed with my headRecurring dreams bout the real popular people in schoolI`m biting dust in the presence of my home coming queenI guess you win this timeIt`s ridiculousFor you to be sitting there laughing as I crash and I burnCan you spare a minute forCan you spare a minute for when I die?I`m burned out on pickup linesThat I learned in Philosophy classesThen the starting fullbackFell on my black rimmed glassesSeeing that IDon`t have a comeback to useThink I`d better, better make a fool of you nowShe`s in charge of meShe`s swallowing the life insideIt just takes 60 seconds to make me come around[Thanks to fat_yo@hotmail.com for these lyrics]