Eastern Terminal کے بول

Well do you think your friends will show? (I don't, I don't know) Because the light is beginning to go If when we speak my cheeks start to burn Then I'm a blushing bride ready to learn chorus Hung out at the Eastern terminal All dressed up at dusk for a ride Flamingos, and me on one leg Swept up in the terminal's tide I'm glad they tore that trailer down (I don't, I don't know) Though back then you weren't even around And now the sun is beginning to sink Will I get that promised drink? If when you speak my cheeks start to burn Then I'm a blushing bride ready to learn chorus Hung out at the Eastern terminal Too messed up at dusk for a ride Flamingos, and me on my last legs Drowning in the terminal's tide - yeah!