thrill Smile for me baby If looks could kill I bet your boyfriends don't have a clue That you've sure got a way with the blues Here I am With my souvenirs
Tradução: The Beautiful South. Una habilidad con el Blues.
a way que solo yo se Tryin to get a little sexy for the kick back No need to step up my game, homie, I relax So now I hop into a dark blue impala I'm
a motherfucker played us You gotta mil' that's a small percentage The way ya record deal structured, you only get a small percentage I gotta Magnum with a
roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Way down South they had a jubilee Them Georgia folks they had a jamboree They're drinkin' home brew from a
Vocals) I know a girl with a name as beautiful as the rain Her face is the same but she suffers an unusual pain Seems she only deals with losers who be
bitter and he's old His time ran out I was gonna share my blues with a nation full of blues But my pen ran out I was gonna spread the news of the way
And I wish you good fortune with whatever you do They call me the land of opportunity With our agriculture and beautiful movie stars We can turn our dreams into a way
New South on Queensland time He's a stockman, likes raisin' sheep, Likes raisin' children, don't get much sleep On the shady big verandah, with his hardworking
's a small percentage The way ya record deal structured You only get a small percentage I gotta Magnum with a magnum in it Play station and a plasma in
has spelt out the future And from the depths I see a king arise arise With on his forehead many eyes eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a
to the blue sky above. and it's been a beautiful summer. it reminds me of when i was younger. used to count down to the sound of thunder i smell fresh cut grass mixed with
been and all the people she had met along the way. a new emotion began to unfold inside of him one he thought he had overheard in a conversation looking
hand, we fled Into a room with a king size canopy bed This most mesmerizing young thing I must say Satisfied O in like each and every way Stronjay, a beautiful
if a clam knew about a door, so what? A clam couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come stomping up to a fort at night, put them feet on them points,
like a dame.and nothing thinks like a dame. there are no books like a dame. And nothing looks like a dame. And nothing acts like a dame. Or attracts like a
a dame. There are no drinks like a dame, And nothin' thinks like a dame, Nothin' acts like a dame, Or attracts like a dame. There ain't a thing that's
