Текст песни Deep Purple - Rosas Cantina
Deep Purple - Rosas Cantina слова песни
Going to rosas cantinaGoing to rosas cantinaHoping that shes still thereGoing to rosas cantinaMight have beenThe dust in my eyesThe dust in my eyesCould 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 shesDrunker than shes 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 hes gone shes losing trackRosa wants her baby backCareful with that cadillacCareful with that cadillacCareful with that cadillac