Текст песни Deep Purple - Rosa's Cantina   
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				Текст песни Deep Purple - Rosa's Cantina 
				 
				 
				 
				 
					Going to rosa's cantinaGoing to rosa's cantinaHoping that she's still thereGoing to rosa's cantinaMight have beenThe dust in my eyesThe dust in my eyes(  )Could have been the neon cactusLighting up the desert skyMust have beenThe dust in my eyesSome would call it suicideSome would call it suicideI would call it paradiseSome would call it suicideDancing on the tableDancing on the tableDancing on the tableWhen she'sDrunker than she's ableDancing on the tableSome would call it suicideI would call it paradiseSome would call it suicideHell on earthIs she right is she wrongWill she sing another songWicked as it seemsRight nowRosa wants her baby backRosa wants her baby backSince he's gone she's losing trackRosa wants her baby backCareful with that cadillacCareful with that cadillacCareful with that cadillac