Blind Mr. Jones
Small Caravan
All I want is a place of my own,A small caravan by the sea.A friend to cook,A few good books,And a smoke might just satisfy me.See that girl with her hips in a songAnd a few sound thoughts in her head,We might find we're two of a kindAnd I'll never have to pretend.That I'm feeling fine.See that boy with his head in his hands,Well his head is sharp and clear.A place to score or a walk by the shore,And all the sounds you can hear.
From Letras Mania