Текст песни lee ben - Cigarettes Will Kill You
lee ben - Cigarettes Will Kill You слова песни
R.J. Johnson/B. LeeYou throw me in a panYou cook me in a canYou stretch me with your handsYou love to watch me bakeYou serve me up with cakeAnd that`s your big mistakeYour guest comes in dressed smartYou offer a la carteYou didn`t have the heartAnd I want a TV embraceAnd I, I`m getting off your boiling plateThey swore you`d steal my steam to feed your dreamAnd then be goneI wish I could say that everyone was wrongYou left me burned and seeredYou left me ripped and tearedAnd older than my yearsI should have know at firstThat you wouldn`t leave me hurtYou had to try dessertNo way to let off steamDon`t bother milk or creamNo way to let off steamAnd I want a TV embraceAnd I, I`m getting off this boiling plateThey swore you`d steal my steam to feed your dreamAnd then be goneI wish I could say that everyone was wrongIt must feel good to stand above meWhile I make you so proud of meIt must feel good that I`m now goneI wish I could say that everyone was wrongI wish everyone was wrongI wish everyone was wrongI wish everyone was wrongI wish everyone was wrongI wish everyone was wrong