 |
| Julian Casablancas |
And all I can do is sing a song of faded glory
And all you got to do is sit there, and make them horny
Together we'll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories
About the way you feel today, and tonight and in the morning
How could you be
So perfect for me?
Why can't you ignore
The things I did before?
Sem comentários:
Enviar um comentário