letra de my turn - cruel shoes
three a.m. at ‘the midtown’
i can taste it in my eyes
they still call it sunday morning
man, it feels like the middle of the night
joey’s there with some high-strung girl
who’s trying real hard to be madonna
way down at the end of the bar
there’s a guy who reminds me of my father
me, i’d like to get out of here
don’t wanna waste another year
but this town’s got a way of pulling you in
still i’d like to see how it feels to win
i’m the son of a working man
believer of the second chance
is it my turn
i’m the rider of the ‘also-ran’
thе player with the folded hand
whеn is it my turn to dance
i think a lot when i’m drinking alone
and them fears build up inside
how many shots do i get
’til i get this thing right
and that rainy day i’ve been saving for
seems like it’s never gonna come around
man, i know if i don’t make a move
i’m gonna stay right here and drown
yeah, i’d like to get out of here
i don’t wanna waste another year
but this town’s got a way of pulling you in
still i gotta know how it feels to win
i’m the son of a working man
believer of the second chance
is it my turn
i’m the rider of the ‘also-ran’
the player with the folded hand
when is it my turn
tell me it’s my turn
i’m the son of a working man
when is it my turn to dance
(son of a working man)
(son of a working man)
when is it gonna be my turn to dance
(son of a working man)
(son of a working man)
letras aleatórias
- letra de film - delillos
- letra de where will the words come from - gary lewis
- letra de ballin' - clue
- letra de alive - uppermost
- letra de the pay day - lowrider
- letra de fatty fatty - the heptones
- letra de driving (todd terry remix) - everything but the girl
- letra de huomioita kävelystä veden päällä - ruger hauer
- letra de maniere forti - golya guzman
- letra de beside me - charlie harlow