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Brian Davis

pool is hot, the beer is cold The cigar costs a lot and the wine is old Where the car reps dream like Walter Mitty Oh, book me a berth in Sammy Davis

Traducció: Blindmans de vacances. Cap Joseph (Brian Bongo Davis, Chris Jennings, M.

I hold on to you loosely Cause I know how you are baby If you feel that forever kinda something That gypsy girl inside of you starts running And you

Held up in a hotel Man I just can?t tell Where the hell I am again Another town down and when I look around Looks like I?ve found a few more friends

You been workin? your pretty little fingers to the bone That boss man over your shoulder?s gettin? old I know you need that nine to five to keep the

Parking lots full at JR?s quick stop Four-wheel drive coolers getting well stocked 5 o clock rush hour kicking off the weekend Sun goin? down now is

Had all he could stand, Standin all day A whole lotta work for a little bitta pay 4:59, Punchin that clock Both back wheels slingin' parking lot rocks