Tom Odell - Son of an Only Child текст песни

Текст песни Son of an Only Child - Tom Odell



Ripples in my soup's got me dreaming
Ten pounds on the side, baby sitting nice
She's 25, she's quite a sight
She lets me stay up 'til we see headlights
And sugar drops go the extra mile
When you're the son of an only child
Yeah
Saturday night and I'm drinking
Some guy at the bar's got me thinking I'm cross
Oh, I'm cross
Hold me back
Hold me back like I'm about to attack
Oh, I'm yours
And I'm fucking wild
I'm the son of an only child
Yeah, yeah
And I feel like celebrating and they're already decorating
Sticking on the other draft, no doubt
And the baby boomer's crying
'Cause his champagne flute is dying
Sticking on the other draft, out of shame
Taking all the toys off the counter
You've got something special about you, you have
So come on, smile
You're such a mess
How can you be sad when you're simply the best?
Let's run away in your daddy's car
I'm sick of singing 'bout my broken heart
I'm a rocket man
And I'm a juvenile
I'm the son of an only child
Oh, yeah
Yeah



Авторы: TOM PETER ODELL


Tom Odell - Jubilee Road
Альбом Jubilee Road
дата релиза
26-10-2018




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