Gemma Ray
1952
Honey, where have you been? You're two shades short of greenI've been drinking Cuba-Libras in the streetWell, we've been here before, picking pennies off the floorI've been calling -- you don't answer the phone anymoreI'll break every bone in youBabe I've been dying toEver since 1952In a bar by the sea in the middle of a dreamWhen your drunken treasure eyes sunk into mineThose omega-3 lips, approaching like enemy shipsThe coup de grace, Non! Por favor! Permisson Senoir!I'm barefoot, broken and bruisedI'm won't be following youBeen waiting for you toEver since 1952I've waited a long time for them to let me out of hereAnd if those bullets come rattlingOut your mouth I'll grit my teeth and grin and bear it'Cause I know you're like me -- sinking desperatelyArms flailing, were they waving back at me?I'm barefoot, broken and blueWell I'm through with following youBeen aching for you to Ever since 1952
From Letras Mania