Текст песни Counting Crows - My Winding Wheel
Counting Crows - My Winding Wheel слова песни
(by Ryan Adams)Well night time let her throughYeah I am talking to youI wanna see herPrecious little thingwith eyes that dance around without their clothes So buy a pretty dressWear it out tonightFor anyone you think could out do meOr better still, be my winding wheel Cause I feel just like a mapWithout a single place to go of interestAnd I am further north than southIf I could shut my mouth she`d probably like this So buy a pretty dressAnd wear it out tonightFor all the boys you think could out do meOr better still, be my winding wheelBe my winding wheelWell the children laugh and sing a song that ushers in herdriving rainAnd I am standing in the station like some old record waiting ona trainSo buy a pretty dressWear it out tonightFor anyone you think could out do meOr better still be my winding wheelBe my winding wheel