Из альбома: Santa Maradona

All over, all over

Here's a song that has never been laid out

Among the whispers on a bed of a cold town
I'm on job within hearing all night
Come on now
Must we gonna love or bite?
All over

Here's a sin that has never been laid out
Among the whispers on a bed of a cold town
I'm on job within hearing all night
Come on now
Must we gonna love or bite?

Time is up, you gonna start the fight
You tell me that's all right
I'm just gonna leave you
And never more

All over, you gotta know this night isn't right
Oh lover, you gotta know this night has no light

Time is up, you gonna start the fight
You tell me that's all right
I'm just gonna leave you
And never more

All over, you gotta know this night isn't right
Oh lover, you gotta know this night has no light

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