Текст песни Ian Hunter - Listen to The Eight Track
Ian Hunter - Listen to The Eight Track слова песни
(mick, Ive got a...)There must be one million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this is one of emI live out on the island, and I got problemsMy mom dont like me, cause she says I know sultan(? )Sitting in the cark park, in my old buick skylarkGetting high, getting high,Getting high on the eight trackOh, listen to the eight trackOh, listen to the eight trackOh, listen to the eight trackOh, listen to the eight trackOh it aint easy, when you gotta surviveKeep on giving death, just to surviveOh get out into the car park, sitting in my own buick skylark in the darkOh, n Ill listen to the eight trackOh, Ill listen to the eight trackOh, listen to the eight trackOh, listen to the eight trackYeah, cant wind it backListen to the eight trackIn between the seats, in the cracksListen to the eight trackOh sometimes I get a woman in hereAnd I put on bruce springsteens new double albumAnd then, just when everythings getting hotI start turning the volume right down lowBaby, let me snuggle right next to youYou turned to me sweetly, you know what she said,She said, turn up the eight trackOh listen to the eight trackOh listen to the eight track, aint no winding it backListen to the eight trackListen to the eight trackListen to the eight trackThere must have been about a million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this has been one of them!