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Opera
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Wykonawcy

Teksty: Howling Bells. The Night Is Young.

Oh yeah, when I needed you to stay
You drove your car the other way
And oh me
Don't you worry about me
I got a pocket full of wisdom up my sleeve
And the night is young

Baby's no good to me
I tried every harmony
Baby's on trial tonight
I know where to draw the line
Baby, I got nothen to say
I got nothen to say

Baby's so good to me
He calls it our destiny
Baby's my second best
We're just such a blissful mess
Baby, I got nothen to say yeah
I got nothen to say
But maybe I've got something to say yeah
I've got something to say
Yeah

Oh yeah, when I needed you to stay
You drove your car the other way
And oh me
Don't you worry about me
I got a pocket full of wisdom up my sleeve
And the night is young

Call it our destiny
Shaking your karma tree
Leave all my things alone
Fruit grows for everyone

Baby where to now?
Let's drive till we hit the south
I got many dreams down there
And Lord knows I could share something
It's better than nothen
You don't care
But maybe I've got something to say
Ive got something to say
Yeah

Oh yeah, when I needed you to stay
You drove your car the other way
And oh me
Don't you worry about me
I got a pocket full of wisdom up my sleeve
And the night is young