Johnny Foreigner
I'llchoosemysideandshutup, Alright
I'd choose a side if he'd let meBut first I'd choose to be somewhere to thinkWe're drunk when we show so we're tired when we leaveAnd that's his choice, if he won't leave with meSo come on boys.We'd walk out with ears still ringingWe'd walk out and make plans to get to hisWe'd be celebrating blithely with flyers for confettiBut it's his choice, yet he won't leave with meSo come on boys.
From Letras Mania