Текст песни Steve Poltz - Kicking Distance
Steve Poltz - Kicking Distance слова песни
Well theres wine on the pageAnd my hearts enragedAnd I must call the cops on myselfAnd my bony handsProbe the bed for your bodyBut Im left once again on the shelfWell I tried to be patientAnd I tried to be coolAnd I took acting classesBut I wound up a foolYour belongings are outside the doorHanging up in a stockingcause I am within kicking distance of your heartOh yeah, kicking distance of your heartWell I am within kicking distance of your heartAnd I must warn othersOthers from youOthers from youOthers from youWhat started so simpleHas turned into a pimpleUnsightly and sore to the touchThe peace in my mindHas been so hard to come byAnd you become more of a crutchYoure prolific in bedAnd youre always so coolBut Im like brian jonesLeft to sleep in the poolOnly to be discovered by some dirtyConstruction workerscause I am within kicking distance of your heartOh yeah, kicking distance of your heartWell I am within kicking distance of your heartAnd I must warn othersOthers from youOthers from youOthers from youWell the wine is all spiltIn the house that we builtAnd the cops never come when I callWell your prodigal sonHas gone south for awhileAnd maybe Ill see you next fallYoure annoying and comfortingAll in the sameWell what once was so preciousHas now become lameThe coyotes are outside your doorAnd theyre serving your paperscause I am within kicking distance of your heartOh yeah, kicking distance of your heartWell I am within kicking distance of your heartAnd I must warn othersOthers from youOthers from youOthers from you