OUR WORLD OUR TIMES | Dalszöveg és Magyar Fordítás (kattintásra)

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Little tramp comin' up the strip with a hundred dollar smile

Sparks flyin' off her fingertips, drive the young cop wild

Some nights are wound so tight like a storm about to break

Better stand in your doorway when everything starts to shake

You get restless like a cat waking up at midnight,

Hungry, never quite satisfied

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This is our world and these are our times

Little brother like a street god with a drop dead attitude

Say he's looking like a shadow now, runnin' low on green and food

Some lives are wound up tight like a wave about to crash

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Magyar fordítás (kattintásra) és dalszövegek Our World Our Times - Alannah Myles