Letras:
Big Star Better Save Yourself

couldn't do you no harm Should've given your love to jesus It wouldn't do you no harm You've been sitting on your ass Trying to find some grace But you better save yourself

better He's wearing dirty pants and a funky-assed sweater He claims he wants to get something to eat But every day you find yourself getting beat He

and it's just a dream Big cars and women and fancy clothes Will save your face but it won't save your soul I'm here to tell you that there's a better

better act scare 'cause we don't play don't come my way When you sudden didn't fight you will say Front me 'cause you'll front yourself I'll leave you

life Gamblin they souls, they so gone off of this life Truely they don't know Cause they so zoned from the big lights And fancy cars, Big mansions, stars

hard life, but love is love, play your cards right Reach for the stars, life is trouble, put up a fight Before you know it, your inner sides start flowin

up the dawn Wish on your star and leave heartache alone Well, if you?re gonna do it you better get to it ?For it?s gone, long, long, gone Save a little

hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all that jazz [Roxie Hart] Say it again. [Fred Casely] You're a star, kid. My little shooting star! [Velma Kelly

That's a good look Imma help you build up your account Thats a good look Better yet a hood look, Ladies thats a good look When you're in them big meetings