Songtexte Wings On My Heels - Boo Hewerdine
                                                Never 
                                                was 
                                                too 
                                                good 
                                                at 
                                                dancing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somewhere 
                                                I'd 
                                                step 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                had
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wings 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                heels
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                they 
                                                played 
                                                in 
                                                three-quarter 
                                                time 
                                                The 
                                                pride 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                north-end 
                                                would 
                                                swagger
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                blades 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                south-side 
                                                would 
                                                shine
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                those 
                                                boys
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                hold 
                                                on 
                                                for 
                                                dear 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                they 
                                                played 
                                                in 
                                                three-quarter 
                                                time 
                                                One 
                                                by 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                pulled 
                                                down 
                                                those 
                                                mirrored 
                                                halls
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                by 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                winters 
                                                came 
                                                forgetting 
                                                names 
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                learned 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                sweet 
                                                talk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                words 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                    a 
                                                tongue 
                                                of 
                                                pure 
                                                silver
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                they 
                                                played 
                                                in 
                                                three-quarter 
                                                time 
                                                One 
                                                by 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                pulled 
                                                down 
                                                those 
                                                mirrored 
                                                halls
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                by 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                winters 
                                                came 
                                                forgetting 
                                                names 
                                                Now 
                                                money 
                                                might 
                                                slip 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                fingers
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                there 
                                                won't 
                                                be 
                                                much 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'll 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                had
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wings 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                heels
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                they 
                                                played 
                                                in 
                                                three-quarter 
                                                time
 
                                    
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