Harry Permezel

Kishore Kumar Hits — Harry Permezel - Wax Man текст песни

Исполнитель: Harry Permezel

альбом: Wax Man

Tryin' to stop
The little hands of the clock
With all the bills you have got
Fair while outside of the city
Drove that car so fast
You did see(?)
Do I believe him?
The tourmaline(?) man
What goes up must come down
Do I foresee trouble ahead for you and me?
Do I agree that rubble clouds your ability to see?
And even just your abilities
He stopped you in your tracks
Left you looking black
You were made of wax
He's got you always looking back
But you know I'd never step on your tail
So please listen to me
Please listen to me
You bring it on yourself
You do
And I know you
Could be happier, yes
Happier, yes
Happier, yes
Happier, yes
Happier, yes
Happier, yes
Happier dressed (Happier, yes)
Tryin' to stop (Happier, yes)
The little hands of the clock
Will not do anything

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