Testo di Postcard

Well I've been sittin' here, thinkin' about you 'Bout what it is that you, you want from me You know it seems that I still don't know you well Know many faces I have seen Still I try, to make you happy Still I try, to make you sing Now if you're wonderin', what I think of it all Just read the back of this postcard Well the air here, breathing's great Well, we're having ourselves a good time Oh this town is nuts, my kind of place I don't want to leave I don't ever, I don't ever want to leave Oh never, never I don't ever want to leave Oh, no I see you in a Thousand costumes Strike many a silent pose I heard you tell a thousand stories Everyone in a different voice Still I try, to make you happy Still I try, to make you sing Now if you're wonderin', what I think of it all Just read the back of this postcard The air here, breathing's great Lord, we've cooked ourselves Now were cookin' up an ass kickin' time Didn't we? This town is nuts, my kind of place I don't want to leave I don't never, never, never, never want to leave. I never, never, never, never want to leave Never, never I'm taking my car - I never want to leave I'm taking my car