Lletres:
Hara

There's teddy bears and high school rings And old photographs that mamas bring Of daddies with their young boys playin' ball There's combat boots he used

I close my eyes but what's the point? I know sleep'll never set me free. So much desire, so much desire: Look at what you've done to me. I take a drive

If it will make you mine. I'll swim the rivers deep inside Down where the cold, black water glides Up through the shadows I will climb If it will make

I don't wanna hurt nobody, Don't wanna make nobody cry. I don't wanna do wrong, I don't wanna do wrong, I don't wanna tell no lies. Girl, I'm lovin' you

Started out in Birmingham, With Jim Beam in a Pepsi can, Just to help me cut the pain. Spent the night in Mobile, Sleepin' on the steerin' wheel. Woke

I know that the flame has burned out, The love has left your eyes. All that remains for me are the memories, And these tears I cry. But baby, can you

She got a pawn shop pistol underneath her seat. She got snakeskin boots upon her feet. She got the radio up, she got her hair let down. She got the Pontiac

I saw you walkin' down the street last night, I saw him walkin' by your side. I saw the way he stopped and held you tight, I saw the look in your eyes

You don't know who I am, But I know all about you. I've come to talk to you tonight, About the things I've seen you do. I've come to set the record straight