Amy MacDonald

Escrito por Claudinei Vieira

Seg, 15 de Fevereiro de 2010 07:11

Oh the wind whistles down

The cold dark street tonight

And the people they were dancing... to the music vibe

And the boys chase the girls, with curls in their hair

While the shocked too many sit way over there

And the songs get louder each one better than before

And you singing the song thinking this is the life

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you singing the song thinking this is the life

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

Where you gonna sleep tonight

So you're heading down the road in your taxi for four

And you're waiting outside Jimmy's front door

But nobody's in and nobody's home till four

So you're sitting there with nothing to do

Talking about Robert Ragger and his one leg crew

And where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you singing the song thinking this is the life

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Oh where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you singing the song thinking this is the life

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

Where you gonna sleep tonight

And you singing the song thinking this is the life

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Oh where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

So called Mr Rock And Roll

Is dancing on his own again

Talking on his phone again

To someone who tells him that his balance is low

Hes got no where to go

Hes on his own again

Rock chick of the century

Is acting like she used to be

Dancing like theres no one there

Before she never seemed to care

Now she wouldnt dance

Its so rock and roll to alone

And theyll meet one day

Far way

Saying " Hey I wish I was something more"

And theyll meet one day

Far away

And say " Hey I wish I knew you, I wish I knew you before"

Mrs Black and White

Shes never seen a shade of grey

Always something on her mind

Every single day

But now shes lost her way

And where does she go from here

Mr Multicultural

Sees all that one can see

Hes living through someone

Very different ot me

But ow he wants to be free

Free so he can see

And theyll meet one day

Far way

Saying " Hey I wish I was something more"

And theyll meet one day

Far away

And say " Hey I wish I knew you, I wish I knew you before"

He says "I wish I knew you, I wish I met you

When time was still on my side"

She'll say " I wish I knew you, I wish I loved you

Before I was so bright"

And so they must depart

Too many more a broken heart

But I've seen that all before

In TV, books and film and more

And theres a happy ending

Every single day

And theyll meet one day

Far way

Saying " Hey I wish I was something more"

And theyll meet one day

Far away

And say " Hey I wish I knew you, I wish I knew you before"

Oh Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything

Oh he left before they could get him

With their ways, their wicked ways

Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?

I didn't hear all your stories

I didn't see all your glory

But the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

I don't think so

And the girl from that show

Yes the one we all know

She thinks she's some kinda star

Yes you know who you are

I don't think so, I don't think so

Oh Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire

Won't you dance for me cos I just don't care

What's going on today

I think there's something more, something more

And I'm gone with the wind like they were before

But I'm believing myself I think there's something more

There must be something more

I think there's something more, something more

But still the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

I don't think so

And the girl from that show

Yes the one we all know

She thinks she's some kinda star

Yes you know who you are

I don't think so, I don't think so

Oh I don't believe in the telling of your stories

Throughout your life, there's just something unappealing

It don't catch my eye

Oh I don't believe in the selling of your glories

Before you leave this life, there's so much more to see

I don't believe this is how the world should be

But still the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

I don't think so

And the girl from that show

Yes the one we all know

She thinks she's some kinda star

Yes you know who you are

I don't think so, I don't think so

The footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife

I just don't care in the end

Who is she to pretend

That she's one of them?

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