Letras:
Boston Someone

read Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside Someone like me, someone like me, like me Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside Someone

read Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside Someone like me, someone like me, like me Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside Someone

can count on Even that we will wake up is an assumption But i know for a fact that i loved someone And for about a year he lived in boston...

: (hey, what's up guys? it's me i'm playing pool with johnston gerald, in boston and i, i'm coming home on sunday, i think but maybe monday give a call

about women and glasses of beer. And closing his eyes as the doggies retire, he sings out a song which is soft but it's clear as if maybe someone could

about women and glasses of beer. And closing his eyes as the doggies retire, he sings out a song which is soft but it's clear as if maybe someone could

about women and glasses of beer. And closing his eyes as the doggies retire, he sings out a song which is soft but it's clear as if maybe someone could

take Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someone would come And push back

: (Alice Cooper, Rick Boston, Ryan Roxie) Walkin' through the tombstones Go there everyday Stood damn still I got a chill Someone walked across my grave