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Polovni Fender i napuknuti Shure

Znam, bejbe, da nam nije išlo dobro
Znam da nisam bio ono što sam obeć'o
I da je tetak im'o firmu kojoj dobro ide
I da je mog'o sredit puno tog za nas

Znaš i sama, obećat ću i slagat
Ni djeca u toj priči nisu svetinja
Znam da si pukla što Berbera sam prod'o
Što nam je za svadbu Vildana kupila

Jer zakleli smo se u Džigijevoj rupi
Na polovni Fender i napuknuti Shure
Kao Indijanci kad vide bijelog brata
Jedan drugom s dlana pustili smo krv
Pustili smo krv

Bejbe, znam da nam nije išlo dobro
Znam da nisam bio ono što sam obeć'o
I da je tetak im'o firmu kojoj dobro ide
I da je mog'o sredit puno tog za nas

I znam da će biti, al' ti ćeš već da odeš
Razvalit ću top liste, Merlin bit će predgrupa
A ovu pjesmu pišem kad s radija je čuješ
Da ti kažem da te volim k'o niko nikog nikada

Jer zakleli smo se u Džigijevoj rupi
Na polovni Fender i napuknuti Shure
Kao Indijanci kad vide bijelog brata
Jedan drugom s dlana pustili smo krv

Jer zakleli smo se u Džigijevoj rupi
Na polovni Fender i napuknuti Shure
Kao Indijanci kad vide bijelog brata
Jedan drugom s dlana pustili smo krv
Pustili smo krv

Second-Hand Fender and Cracked Shure

I know, baby, things haven't been good for us
I know I wasn't what I promised to be
And that your uncle had a successful company
And that he could've fixed a lot of things for us

You know yourself, I'll make promises and lie
Even kids aren't sacred in that story
I know you were devastated when I sold the Berber rug
The one Vildana bought us for our wedding

Because we swore an oath in Džigi's hole
On a second-hand Fender and a cracked Shure
Like Indians when they see a white man
We let each other's blood flow from our palms
We let the blood flow

Baby, I know things haven't been good for us
I know I wasn't what I promised to be
And that your uncle had a successful company
And that he could've fixed a lot of things for us

And I know it'll happen, but you'll be gone by then
I'll top the charts, Merlin will be my opening act
And I'm writing this song so when you hear it on the radio
You'll know that I love you like no one ever loved anyone

Because we swore an oath in Džigi's hole
On a second-hand Fender and a cracked Shure
Like Indians when they see a white man
We let each other's blood flow from our palms

Because we swore an oath in Džigi's hole
On a second-hand Fender and a cracked Shure
Like Indians when they see a white man
We let each other's blood flow from our palms
We let the blood flow