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Last time I was sober, man I felt bad
Worst hangover that I ever had
It took six hamburgers and scotch all night
Nicotine for breakfast just to put me right
cos if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
My life makes perfect sense
Lust and food and violence
Sex and money are my major kicks
Get me in a fight I like dirty tricks
cos if you wanna run cool
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel
My chick loves a man who s strong
The things she ll do to turn me on
I love the babes, don t get me wrong
Hey, that s why I wrote this song
I don t care if my liver is hanging by a thread
Don t care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
When my ugly big car won t climb this hill
I ll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill
cos if you wanna run cool
If you wanna run cool
Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
On heavy, heavy fuel

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He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It atke the shine off his shoes
He says it s a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah, but I won t play to lose

He s burning the grass
He take up a glass
He swallow it neat
He crosses the floor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street

And she tell him that he s crazy
She s a-saying listen baby
I m your wife
She tell him that he s crazy
For gambling a-with his life

But he climbs on his horse
You know he feel no remorse
He just kicks it alive
His motor is fine
He take it over the line
Until he s ready to dive

And she tell him that he s crazy
Yes she s saying listen baby
I m your wife
Yeah She tell him that he s crazy
For gambling with his life

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He says it s a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah but I won t play to lose

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He s too fast to stop
He take it over the top
He make a line in the news

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Bella donna s on the high street
Her breasts upon the off beat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana s old clothes
And yes her Jeans are tight now
She gonna travel light now
She s gonna tear up all her roots now

She got a turn up for the botos now
Yeah she thinks she s tough
She ain t no English rose
But the blind singer
He s seen enough and he knows
Yes and he do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle

She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Yeah, the blind man he s singing Irish
He gets his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Upon a time he could have made her, made her
Yeah, she thinks she s tough
She ain t no English rose
Ah, but the blind singer
He s seen enough and he knows
Yeas and do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle

Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck there is a rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she get the reggae rumble
Bella donna s in the jungle
But she is no garden flower
There is no distress in the tower
Oh, bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll
She don t care about your window box
Or your button hole
Yes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
But I got one for you Portobello Belle

Well, I wake up burnin in a soaking sweat
My pillows are drippin and the sheets are wet
I jump out of bed and I turn on the light
This happens to me every night
Sometimes you turn into a snake with long black...

This America lies everyplace, is what Columbus would say
Non stop on TV, out in the streets, with kids and grown-ups at play
And though we re capturing all the world with our lifestyles, products,
language and care

Our famed, hard-won freedom is the fancy...

You should tell me whats buggin you
And Imma tell ya bout me
Make a wish and tell me your deepest thoughts
And Imma make it easy
Make a wish tell me whats buggin you
And Imma tell ya bout me
Make a wish and tell me your deepest thoughts
And Imma make it easy

Emotions running wild...

True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade

I wonder if there s no forever
No walking hand in hand
Down a yellow brick road
To never never land
These days I get...

Pourquoi, faire un classement, à chaque gens que l on préfère. ohoh
Si seulement le temps et l amour le choisissait tout seul...
Moi j aimerai mieux ça que d écrire se truc là. Alors

{Refrain:}
Pas de classement aux gens que l on aime...ohoh....