Текст песни The Killers - The Ballad Of Michael Valentine
The Killers - The Ballad Of Michael Valentine слова песни
Michael plays with starsSoul Sister won`t you take a ride in his carLate to callWhen you wanted to be all Baby don`t be so shyRock children hold your heads up highIn the night while I tryAnd tell the ballad of Valentine You got it bad, but you know it`s true I caught up with a friend in DallasWe took a trip to New OrleansThose black-eyed ladiesWon`t say they`re sorry We finally caught a train to MemphisWhere everybody talks the sameThose blue suede babiesAll know my name And I said hold tightCan`t you see it`s hurting meBut I`ve got the buzzLike Marlon BrandoMichael Valentine, can`t we unite? We ended up in North DakotaAlthough my heart`s in MexicoMy ... (?)All went to Soho With your new suit, and your black tieHold on, you`re just a gambling man, all proper likeI broke to the right and I caught your eyeShut your mouth and wave goodbyeTonight, I ain`t gonna let you rain on this parade And I said hold tightCan`t you see it`s hurting meBut I`ve got the buzzLike Marlon BrandoStraight faced with misery tonight And I will not lie when I say I ain`t cold no moreBut I`ve got the buzzLike Greta GarboWalking forwards in the sunAnd I`ve got a cold tale left to write Well uh ohI know he`s gonna be there tonight