Текст песни judybats - When Things Get Slow Around Here
judybats - When Things Get Slow Around Here слова песни
You`d sit in my momma`s kitchenAnd you`d pour your wineAnd I`d laugh til I thought I loved youWith your eyes like coinsWith your eyes like coins and your renegade streakYou`d tell your tales, tales I never believedTales I now tellWheen things get slow around hereI`m breaking horses nowDown on Hotchkissvalley RoadYou know, I`ve always been weak for the wild onesWith their eyes like coinsSomewhere betweenThe leather and the hideThe sickly sweet, the daily suicide, meMe I rideWhen things get slow around hereThe tales, tales I tellWhen things get slow around here----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Eric Wincentsen267@ef.gc.maricopa.eduGlendale Community College Glendale, Arizona"Welcome to Arizona...NOW GO HOME!" ---Popular bumper sticker