Текст песни BUCKY COVINGTON - Empty Handed
BUCKY COVINGTON - Empty Handed слова песни
Текст песни BUCKY COVINGTON - Empty Handed
He's a mover he's a shaker he's a real money makerSpit shine on his alligator shoesNobody's knowin'He's headin' straight for ruinAnd he doesn't even have a clueThe Harlem man( )Hadn't asked where it's all happenedHe's got a window on the 32nd floorWhoever would have thoughtIt turns out all he ever wantedAin't the thing he was lookin' floorSometimes he wishes that the wish wasn't grantedWonderin' how he ever got this enchantedHoldin' onto the good lifeHe can't stand itEverybody leaves here empty handedThe smalltown beauty queenLivin' on amphetaminesHangin' in the Hollywood hillsGot herself famous in the city of the angelsWith the help of the devil and the pillsNow daddy was a preacherEven Jesus couldn't reach herShe's a victim of another diseaseShe's done a lot of ??And she's had a lot of surgerySearchin' for what she needsSometimes she wishes that the wish wasn't grantedWonderin' how she ever got this enchantedHoldin' onto the good lifeAnd she can't stand itEverybody leaves here empty handedWell the cold hard truthIt's up to youSo if you ever wish that your wish wasn't grantedWonderin' how you ever got this enchantedHoldin onto the good lifeBut you can't stand itWell everybody leaves here empty handedEmpty handedEmpty handedWell everybody leaves here empty handed