Songtext von Out The Window

Flew to New York City Guitar in hand Me and Johnny gonna sell our souls to the man Out the window It all goes Out the window It all goes Out the window To the street Twenty-seven stories is oh so high Manager was sorry and so was I Out the window It all goes Out the window It all goes Out the window To the street Sushi and saki bombs All was each...?? Throw me over mama I've got to be Twenty-seven bottles Four CDs Sixteen cans of mickeys? And one TV Out the window It all goes Out the window It all goes Out the window To the street Let me go