Letras:
Springsteen Bruce Din

Jag vill vara din, Margareta Bara vara din, ska Du veta. Sta dar vid din dorr, kar som aldrig forr Men vagar inte ringa. Pulsarna dom branner sa heta,

Jag vill vara din, Margareta Bara vara din, ska Du veta. Sta dar vid din dorr, kar som aldrig forr Men vagar inte ringa. Pulsarna dom branner sa heta,

: Jag vill vara din, Margareta Bara vara din, ska Du veta. Sta dar vid din dorr, kar som aldrig forr Men vagar inte ringa. Pulsarna dom branner sa heta

: Pour me a drink Theresa in one of those glasses you dust off And I'll watch the bones in your back like the stations of the cross 'Round your hair

You can't sleep at night You can't dream your dream Your fingerprints on file Left clumsily at the scene Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own

Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin' The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming Mary, my queen,

At sixteen she quit high school to make her fortune in the promised land She got a job behind the counter in an all night hamburger stand She wrote faithfully

If there's somethin' you need All that you'll never, ever, ever had I know you've never had it Ohh honey, don't you just sit there cryin' Don't you sit

Here I am baby, right where you found me Trying to break these chains that surround me If I look a little different, it's because I've changed Half-painted