me, shooting star And when that moment comes at last And you remember who you are Here I'll be, shooting star, shooting star Here I'll be, shooting star, shooting
shooting star And when that moment comes at last And you remember who you are Here I'll be, shooting star, shooting star Here I'll be, shooting star, shooting star, shooting
Fordítás: John, Elton. Hullócsillag.
Your old man got mad when I told him we were leaving He cursed and he raged and he swore at the ceilin' He called you his child, said honey, get wise
Walk a mile in my tennis shoes Tina Turner gave me the highway blues But I don't love nobody but you, honey I'm true rat for the things I done Second
the birdies and the bees So I'm sitting in the classroom, I'm looking like a zombie I'm waiting for the bell to ring I've got John Wayne stances, I'
bird Has flown from out my arms I thought myself her keeper She thought I meant her harm She thought I was the archer A weatherman of words But I could never shoot
There's a fly in the window A dog in the yard And a year since I saw you There's a trunk in the corner I keep all my letters My bills and demands I keep
I heard from a friend you'd been messing around With a cute little thing I'd been dating up-town Well I don't know if I like that idea much Well you better
me cry And I think for once let me just get high Let me get electric, put a silk suit on Turn my old guitar into a tommy gun And root-toot-shoot myself
Have you heard the dogs at night Somewhere on the hill Chasin' some poor criminal? And I guess they?re out to kill Oh, there must be shackles on his
to my head A bullet through my brain You can't shoot down the moon Some things never change We can build a bridge between us But the empty space remains You can't shoot
Did he shoot her with a 45? Did he leave his mark right between her eyes? Oh, did he shoot that girl? That used to be mine Did he shoot her? Did he shoot