Текст песни Sky - Smooth
Sky - Smooth слова песни
Okay this itIt seems to me that I need a break from you, from myselfIt don`t matter no more now who`s to tellEverybody may think I`m wrongBut I`m the one who`ll be laughing `till the break-o-dawnGotta plan, his name is StanBelieve it or not he dealt me a real good handWell you know I don`t mind where this plane may take me`Cause I ain`t got no worries, I`m readyGotta run, gotta get awayCome back on another dayTomorrow ain`t so far awayI`ll be smooth like butter babyHey man! Here I amAway from the cityAnd its urban soundsSnap shot! Feet in the sandCan`t stop laughing even when the sun`s gone downSome say this wayI guess I`ll make my mind up on another daySo Stan, what`s the plan?Have you come aroundTo deal me another hand?Well ou know I don`t mind the walkingAnd I certainly don`t mind the running