Songtext von Gila

Man, you got a lot of jokes to tell So you throw your baby's pennies down the well You give a little more than you like You pick apart the past, you're not going back Don't you waste your time No, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a Sure, you've got a handle on the past It's why you keep your little lovers in your lap You give a little more than you like Pick apart the past, you're not gotta last Don't you waste your time No, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a Hoping for the last ship to arrive I am blessed with a kingdom, half mine Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a-a