Текст песни Paul Westerberg - Aint Got Me
Paul Westerberg - Aint Got Me слова песни
Youve got call waitingIts irritating me to no endI take a shotYour hall of fame isLittered with famousWomen and menYouve got em all on your wallExcept the last of a dying breedCause you aint got meNo you aint got meNo you aint no you aint got meI got to be a boy againWith a likem ade chin and a quicksilver dominoBaby thats not my choice the fast wayYou got a voice like the last dayOf catholic schoolYour worlds got everything that you ever need<repeat>Youve got broadway, the longest streetWith the shortest memoryYou cram your dreams with computer chipsGive me tambourines a pair of shaking hipsYouve got em all on your wallIm the last of a dying breed...<repeat>