Текст песни WISHBONE ASH - Rollercoaster
WISHBONE ASH - Rollercoaster слова песни
Текст песни WISHBONE ASH - Rollercoaster
Doctor, tell me, doctor,You got to help me if you can.I can't stay sober,I'm such a weary man.Just like an anestheticHer love sedates my head,And, changing like the rhythm,( )She winds me up instead. On that rolling rollercoaster,That rollercoaster roll,I'm on that rolling rollercoaster,That rollercoaster roll. Long distance on the telephoneShe was crying out for me -";Darling, come on home now,That's where you ought to be.";Five hundred miles and ten hours onI rolled through my front door -What do you know, what do you know, she'd gone. Ain't going to worry,I ain't going to cry.You know that I won't worry,