paroles de chanson




Five minutes late, now I know where I'm to go
Riding your pineapple, please don't drop me home
My head's not heavy, girl, it's the almond tree
Honestly, baby, there's two things you do to me
Rain falls from concrete-coloured skies
No, boy, don't speak now, you just drive, drive, drive
Take the serpentine, the steel barbed wire, the night
And I'll ride with you
Rain falls from concrete-coloured skies
No, boy, don't speak now, you just drive
Rain falls from concrete-coloured skies
No, boy, don't speak now, you just drive, drive, drive
Take the serpentine, the steel barbed wire, the night
And I'll ride with you
Keep your heart turning all the stars around you
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us, they could play our favourite tune
Let's not discuss all these things we can't undo
Rain falls from concrete-coloured skies
No, boy, don't speak now, you just drive, drive, drive
Take the serpentine, the steel barbed wire, the night
And I'll ride with you
Rain falls from concrete-coloured skies
No, boy, don't speak now, you just drive



Writer(s): Bic (briolette Kah) Runga Copyright: B.k. Bric Music Limited, Wb Music Corp.



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