Gloria کے بول

Me and my cousin were walking one day By the Dairy Queen drive-thru down by the highway And he found some f‌lowers, a busted bouquet And he put a hydrangea in his hair Some kids at the Dairy Queen were calling him gay And then to my surprise I knew just what to say I said: Boys, if you're looking for your worthiness Well it's already there Gloria No more nightmares of a lack of love No need to win the race to face your father Me and my cousin were at the arcade In a fathom of blood, we were constantly slain And we watched the progress of our three-letter names Till we stumbled outside to the night air And there was a man, with a coat and a cane He was mumbling things about the world gone insane He said: Boys, if you're looking for your innocence Well it's already there Gloria No more nightmares of a lack of love No need to win the race to face your father Gloria No more nightmares of a lack of love No need to win the race to face your father Gloria No more nightmares of a lack of love No need to win the race to face your father Gloria No more nightmares of a lack of love No need to win the race to face your father