won't go on Any other way. When all I wanna know, Is what's going on. Calling all cards, Calling all cards today I think we got a crime in progress
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
but eager to please A lift, after all, is a lift Late moustache left us brusquely And some miles later the dolmus slowed at a crossroads lit by a single lightbulb Swung through a
