paroles de chanson It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (No mix) - Falco

Hey, Joe you got it
One, two
One, two
Right, blow horn
You must leave now
Take what you need, we think will last
But whatever you wish to keep
You, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands
Your orphan with his gun
And that's no fun
Crying like a fire in the sun
So, so look out, baby
The saints are comin' through
Oba, was vorbei is
Is vorbei, baby blue
The highway is for gamblers
You better use your sense
Take whatever you gathered
Take whatever you gathered
From your coincidence
The empty handed painter
From your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns
On his sheets
And babe, the sky too
Is folding over you
All right
Oba trotzdem, was vorbei is
Is vorbei, baby blue
Und vergiß nicht deine
High heels, deine high heels
Deine heißen, roten Schuh'
Baby blue
Leave your stepping stone behind
There's something that calls for you
Forget the dead you've left
They will not follow you
Your lover who has just walked
Out the door
Ah, he has taken all his blankets
From the floor, Jesus
Look out, babe
The saints are comin' through
That's true
Oba, was vorbei is
Is vorbei, baby blue
Hey, go, strike another match, go, go
Get, start something new
Start something new
Oba, was vorbei is
Is vorbei, baby blue
Still lovin'
Hey, baby
Und wenns'd mi hearst
Dann wat eh wen I man
Okay
This band is really [?]
Get us a couple of drinks more, please
Oh, shit