Songtext von Bread

she's the kind of girl that you're never gonna talk about never think or never even sing about bread bread on wheels she's the kind of girl that'll ask you why you call her that spreading butter on the slices of her crazy head bad cause you're makin deals deals with bread bread on wheels but don't you always know precisely how to find me even when I'm not around you seem to like those litle creatures crawlin' backwards all the sidewalks of your mind when you do come around and we're splittin' up my coat of fear you say you got a plan to get away from here bread bread on wheels by the time you know why you never wanna interfere pooring cream crate catering beyond the peer bread you call her bread let 'm all get fat on bread on wheels but don't you always know precisely how to find me even when I'm not around you seem to like those litle creatures crawlin' backwards all the sidewalks of your mind