paroles de chanson Hills of Holmby - Taylor John Williams

Penny for your thoughts, I'm sorry, that I can't offer more
A cup of coffee, in this town, is about all I can afford
And so I stay inside and gather up what little pride can be found
Yes, I'm well aware that when you die, money ain't shit
But I had thought that,
While that's true I'll come out to find some more of it
So that when she comes, I might have some extra funds to take her out
And I'll pretend to shine like the headlights in the night
Calling down the hilltops of Holmby
Treat you like a queen, live a mile outside my means
Not worrying 'bout what may befall me, ooo ooo ooo ooo
A penny for your thoughts, I'm sure that you expected more
After all, you saw my moving pictures, all the years before
But that was just a dream,
A friendly ghost that doesn't seem to know its place
And yes, I'm well aware, that when you die, it's who you love who
Carries on past all this petty nonsense, that I'm speaking of
But I'm still in a repair and it's a
Big whole world out there for me to take
I'll pretend to shine like the headlights in the night
Calling down the hilltops of Holmby
Treat you like a queen, live a mile outside my means
Not worrying 'bout what may befall me ooo ooo ooo ooo