Текст песни Lost Angels, Sweet
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Where he gets his only ace Sometimes he s standing in the rain Oh Gene Kelly s hat and cane He has the Rhythm in his head He has the Rhythm, sing! It s chaotic at the bar B & O those sweaty drops We are all mesmorized To the thing we have inside Inside, outside, eastside, West We kill the beast Yourside, myside, worlds collide, yes We kill the beast |