Текст песни Rolling Stones - Sweet Virginia, слова песни Rolling Stones

Текст песни Rolling Stones - Sweet Virginia

Rolling Stones - Sweet Virginia слова песни

Wadin` through the waste stormy winter,
And there`s not a friend to help you through.
Tryin` to stop the waves behind your eyeballs,
Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues.
Thank you for your wine, California,
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits.
Yes I got the desert in my toenail
And I hid the speed inside my shoe.
I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
I want you come on, honey child, I beg of you.
I want you come on, come on down, you got it in you.
(honey child) Got to scrape the shit right off you shoes.
But Come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
Come on, honey child, I beg of you.
Come on, come on down, you got it in you.
(honey child) Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes.
But Come on, come on down Sweet Virginia,
Come on, honey child, I beg of you.
Come on, come on down, you got it in you.
(honey child) Got to scrape that shit right off you shoes.

Другие песни Rolling Stones:

Rolling Stones - Continental Drift
8 дней назад 2,217 (не задано)

Rolling Stones - Cook Cook Blues
18 часов назад 3,417 (не задано)

Rolling Stones - Cops And Robbers
день назад 2,409 (не задано)

Rolling Stones - Corinna
2 дня назад 2,300 (не задано)

Rolling Stones - Country Honk
3 дня назад 2,582 (не задано)

Rolling Stones

Sweet Virginia

Текст песни Rolling Stones - Sweet Virginia

Другие песни Rolling Stones:

Похожие артисты: