paroles de chanson
I've
got
some
money
He
knows
a
guy
A
cab
across
town
Under
a
Brooklyn
sky
Twenty's
a
blow
Right
over
the
bar
New
York
jets
It
ain't
that
far
So
ride
on,
ride
on,
ride
on
We'll
soon
be
there
So
ride
on,
ride
on,
ride
on
We'll
soon
be
there
See
them
highbrow
sisters
In
their
mother-milk
fluff
And
them
low-life
gangsters
Hungry
for
love
Stereos
broken
Sharing
headphones
Keep
your
hi-hats
open
Leave
us
alone
Go
on
to
the
curb
and
let
The
sirens
go
by
Go
on
to
the
curb
and
let
The
sirens
go
by
So
ride
on,
ride
on,
ride
on
We'll
soon
be
there
So
ride
on,
ride
on,
ride
on
We'll
soon
be
there
What
is
this
country
The
stripes
and
the
stars
Twenty's
a
blow
Right
over
the
bar
Stereos
broken
Sharing
headphones
Keep
your
hi-hats
open
And
leave
us
alone
Go
on
to
the
curb
and
let
The
sirens
go
by
Go
on
to
the
curb
and
let
The
sirens
go
by
So
ride
on,
ride
on,
ride
on
We'll
soon
be
there
So
ride
on,
ride
on,
ride
on
We'll
soon
be
there
Go
on
to
the
curb
and
let
The
sirens
go
by
1 Hollywood
2 Qweeny
3 Throw Me on the Bed
4 Trouble Maker
5 Start Running
6 Little Cutie
7 You've Ruined All My Favourite Songs
8 Best Friend
9 Fuckface
10 Who's Got the Pills
11 Came Home
12 The Growing
13 What the Fuck
14 Pull Over
15 Positive Song
16 These Days
17 Slide On
18 Stoner
Attention! N'hésitez pas à laisser des commentaires.