alone in this evening blue With the setting sun turning leaves to brown If I had a lover who's heart was true I wouldn't be alone in this evening blue
Tradução: Tráfico. Por la noche azul.
heart sing out With the setting sun, turning leaves to brown If I had a lover, who's heart was true I wouldn't be alone in this evening blue Everybody
at pull your shit out and bust Yeah, first to bringin' the pain And you better bring a Hertz too Southern voodoo brewed up to curse you May even hurt
: A strange boy is weaving A course of grace and havoc On a yellow skateboard Thru midday sidewalk traffic Just when I think he's foolish and childish
no sound, and tunnel vision all I need is you on my raidio no time, time is money we've been through the traffic to cross the street blue skies, now you
lying awake at night thinking, that son of a fuck dragged me down and now I'm lost can you help me find my long way back home? The traffic lights are even
: red pants and the sugarman in, the temple street gloom, drinkin' chivas regal in a four dollar room, just another dead soldier in a powder blue night
and glasspacks and the whispering brushes of wet radials on a wet pavement and there's a traffic jam session on Belmont tonight and the rhapsody of the pending evening
bloom Shoots up through the stony ground There's no room No space to rent in this town You're out of luck And the reason that you had to care The traffic
so many horses bitches call me Polo 57-62 tell me how you wanna move Yeah you know i got em both Beat cha ass black and blue I was barely gettin pretty
a BUSCH dodging traffic as we passed by 'em In that KILLIAN'S RED charger with the FAT TIRE(s). We drove around for like half the night. Luckily the BLUE
'm a give ya the blues It's a new game doin', lemme give ya the rules Get outta line and I'm a give ya the blues Guess who's bizack? The boy B Mizack
in your head, a shot got Murdered, nobody seen shit, nobody heard it Fuck around, the price is more than McDonald's pays And you can sing my blues to
