paroles de chanson Juliet - Live - Cold Chisel

One, two

Listen
Jet-lag cramps her lonely face
Cheek-bones pinched and tired
It's a cold tarmac breeze that wraps the terminal around
A flight-time drags the night along
A cab slips down the freeway
Time to find a bed, for the weeks ahead
Goodbye

And ice-lines rim the city street
As tire-whines rip the blacktop
And the lamp wheel above the misty overpass
And Bergman's face in black and white
Repeated down the alleys
And a prayer above
For the broken love
Goodbye, it's goodbye

Juliet in travel coat
Leans wasted on the window
Takes a long, long, long, long drag to settle down
It kills her how he turned away
He ripped their love apart
And a prayer above, for the broken love
Goodbye, it's goodbye, it's goodbye, it's goodbye
Come on
It's goodbye, it's goodbye, it's goodbye, it's goodbye

Oh-oh, it's goodbye, well it's goodbye baby