Bamboos (The)

Helpless Blues
Stepping on your monolog On the streets a corner of If I waited by the telephone Knowing that you'd never call Giving me the helpless blues Tied up in her up on news All the things that you know I'd rather doubt and let it go I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL TEAR IT UP I'll hit it up, catch you later I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL SPIT IT OUT Why, why, oh Found in the marigold In uniform and wooden boat Don't tell me you've been waiting for A moment to say the words Tell me now that you'll be true I wanna make a game of you And I can play you all along I will knock you off your throne I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL TEAR IT UP I'll hit it up, catch you later I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL SPIT IT OUT Letras de cancionesWhy, why, oh I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL TEAR IT UP I'll hit it up, catch you later I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL SPIT IT OUT Why, why, oh I gaze in the street and I think of you I crash into oh, oh All the stars and miles have fallen, too Fallen, oh Don't tell me you've been waiting for A moment to say the words Don't tell me you've been waiting for A moment to say the words I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL TEAR IT UP I'll hit it up, catch you later I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL SPIT IT OUT Why, why, oh I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL TEAR IT UP I'll hit it up, catch you later I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL SPIT IT OUT Why, why, oh I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL TEAR IT UP I'll hit it up, catch you later I'LL SET IT UP, I'LL SPIT IT OUT Why, why, oh (Gracias a Valeria Huerta por esta letra) From Letras Mania