Paroles de Romart

Dalston Lane seems gray I've spent all my coins I'm down to my loins So I've run away To a happy ending And a girl who won't sin Jot me down in your note book Keep the lights low if you're sad Teenage love in a killer pad Keep clutching your tote bag N-y-a-f-o Accept all nerves Chilled yet reserved I never was a fan Of loser candy The shit I don't need Jot me down in your note book Keep the lights low if you're sad Teenage love in a killer pad Keep clutching your tote bag