The eight ball looked like a death star And then the beats grooved from your car We drove along the fallen pine trees And I'll never forget what I saw
They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her Leaving home Walking home
Brave men I'm amazed I know you only failed in final attempt The eight ball looked like death star And when you moved she saw the door
They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her They all want favours but then you creep along, you date her Leaving home Walking home Leaving home Walking home
Tonight we debate because it's over We sit down with the weight on our shoulders I hope I'll be the last to discover That you sit in the dark with another
Tonight we debate because it's over We sit down with the weight on our shoulders I hope I'll be the last to discover That you sit in the dark with another
Compositor: Christian V Hjelm Jensen (Christian Vaarning Hjelm) ECAD: Obra #18925494 Fonograma #2515185