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The Go Getter

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 09.11.2012

The Go Getter
I'll be the Go Getter
Yes I am
I'll be the Go Getter
That's my plan
The Go Getter

Hi-fi boom box
Pretty girl in bobby socks
Afterparty in a hotel room
Pretty soon there will be no moon
Stumble home in the pouring rain
Let the water ease my worried brain
Some days I just can't get alone
I need a head to lean my shoulders on

Palm trees
The flat broke disease
And L.A. has got me
On my knees
I am
The bluest of blues
Every day
A different
Different way to lose
The Go Getter
The Go Getter
The Go Getter

I got a table at the Rainbow Room
I told my wife I'd be home soon
Big ships are approaching the docks
I got my hi-fi boom box
Mashed potatoes in cellophane
I see my life going down the drain
Hold me baby and don't let go
Pretty girls help to soften the blow

Palm trees
The flat broke disease
And LA has got me
On my knees
I am
The bluest of blues
Every day
A different way to lose

The Go Getter
The Go Getter
The Go Getter
I'll be the Go Getter
That's my plan
That's who I am
The Go Getter
Yeah the Go Getter


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