made them piles of money Stacked up twenty storeys high And the boys in every bar Well, they'll miss you when you're gone You can tell a heady tale
Because you make them piles of money Stacked up 20 storeys high And the boys in every bar Will not miss you when you gone You can tell a heady tale and
Tradução: Fratellis. Un cuento de Cabeza.
alive Because you make them piles of money Stacked up 20 storeys high And the boys in every bar Will not miss you when you gone You can tell a heady tale
