Letras:
Lucky Strikes

I left a trail of Lucky Strikes on the way up to your room in case the sun went down, I'd find my way home. Now one and one half years have passed and

back out on the run Funny how ev'rything was roses when we held on to the guns Just because you're winnin' don't mean you're the lucky ones Breakdown

you Tra, la, la, la, la We believe in pumpkins that turn into princess And frogs that turn into prince We believe in moons that smile to us When we hurry home before the midnight strikes

I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. I can't help it if I'm lucky. People

I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me. I can't help it if I'm lucky. People

at the top of an avacado tree mrs storml stab you with a steak knife if you step on her lawn i got a half pack of lucky strikes man come along with me

: The canadian brought us snow and lucky strikes for john to smoke A thursday night with powercuts, in mountain socks, burning books We watched the jetsons

And everybody tough, dog you ain't tough You's a drunk with one gat and a crew full of chumps Frontin hardcode when your body left in lumps Lucky the

via!! Qui non hai "la scusa" che ti puo tenere su Qui la notte e buia e ci sei soltanto tu Vivi in bilico e fumi le tue Lucky Strike e ti rendi conto