Текст, перевод и аккорды “Desert Inn”
- I never meet her in the city But believe me she is pretty Six-hundred-fifty miles away I meet my angel in the desert In the desert I can meet her Oh in the desert heat she makes me play Im not trying to be clever Im not getting there forever Only flying with the wind and thee Im not trying to be late Just becoming a slave Come on angel, play the game Im not trying to be clever Im not getting there forever Wont fight with the window on me Im not trying to be late Just becoming a slave Come on angel, play the game Shes never in the city But the woman shes pretty Six-hundred-fifty miles away I meet my angel in the desert In the desert I can meet her In the desert heat she makes me pray There is a race in your face
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