Текст песни The Rustler - Luna
He's
a
softly
spoken
tiger
In
a
sea
of
pussycats
A
softly
spoken
tiger
Getting
on
the
groove
Betty
and
veronica
Lord
i
miss
them
so
Forgot
to
mail
those
postcards
It
was
a
long
time
ago
In
a
city
of
this
size
We'll
never
meet
again
No,
no.
no
Well
the
mind
is
a
monkey
And
honey
so
am
i
Befuddled
and
befiddled
In
the
corner
of
your
eye
And
the
rustler's
getting
loopy
On
zycoline
and
booze
He's
gonna
meet
you
at
the
airport
There's
no
way
for
him
to
lose
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