Slow Club

Paraguay And Panama
Ever had a ?, ever ran away? Ever loved and lost it all? Don't you wanna say And if you had, if you had the chance You run it all Like you know it's meant Would you roll a dice? Or sprint tellion(?) Pickled and soured Bruised and dried, that's the local way Strange old flac, flying high Don't know what to say Just flick your head and let us know your heart Beats like the rest and we'll roll around And do our best Painted girl upon the wall Covered carefully in Paraguay In Panama you were the hourglass beauty queen Just flick your head and move your lips In the shape that you knew before All it is From Letras Mania