Текст песни Lou Reed - Gimmie Some Good Times
Lou Reed - Gimmie Some Good Times слова песни
Hey, if that aint the rocknroll animal himself, what you doing bro.(standing on the corner)Well, I can see that, what you got in your hand(suitcase in my hand)No, shit, whats this(jack is in his corset, jane is in her vest)Fucking faggot johnson(jack, sweet jane, Im in a rocknroll band)Well, I can see thatSome people say that you cant - (no no no)No matter how good you areAnd some people say, they cant move - (no no no)No matter where they areGimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good timesGimmie, gimmie, gimmie some painNo matter how ugly you areYou know to me it all looks the sameRain from the morning in the blue cloudsNow just shining up with dewRiding through the city in their big carsAnd me, I aint got nothing to doGimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good timesGimmie, gimmie, gimmie some painDont you know things always look uglyTo me they always look the sameOh, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good timesOh, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some painDont you know that most things look uglyTo me they always look the sameOh, dont you know, hey, dont you knowTo me they always look the sameOh, dont you know, hey, dont you knowTo me they always look the sameOh, dont you know, hey, dont you knowTo me they always look the sameOh, dont you know, hey, dont you knowTo me they always look the same