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Brooklyn Bound

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 24.09.2012

Well I hate to leave you, hate to put you down
But that way you love darling,
Oh I'm Brooklyn bound
I ain't got no money, no house on that hill

Well I'm leavin' you babe,
And say fare you well
Well I'm goin' out east darlin',
Hope you burn in hell


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