I'm checking out of the Bates Motel My bags are packed, a story to tell ? And I ain't coming back, no
Traducció: Missió del Regne Unit. 'Song ocults "(Bates Motel cançó ...?).
& liquor & the carnival freak But then one day the whole world shook And I got arrested for stealin' a look And the glad nation's death song sings
cobran facturas de amor una ilusion donde se cobran... Facturas y nada es porque sea facil entender una vida con sabor a miel de motel Fragiles como
manages motel spaghetti Welcome to the spaghetti motel where it's ok to be a loser as long as you're doing it well you're welcome at the spaghetti motel
: Siento que me tocas y me Que te apareces detra?s de la pared Detra?s de mis recuerdos Siento las caricias de ayer Aquellos labios que busco sin ceder
: Hoy rompo en llanto Pues se que todo esta decidido Te quiero tanto pero no es suficiente sentirlo Hemos intentado seguir por seguir Sin reconocer que
: Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl Her eyes were hazel And her nose were slightly curved We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel It's on the
too - and all that speed we smoked So take my hand and save me a dance Give me religion come on one more chance Take my hand save my soul Down at the heartbreak Motel
: At my house I have got no shackles You can come and see if you want to In the walls youll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you
: At my house I have got no shackles You can come and see if you want to In the walls you'll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you
: you shouldn't hide but you always do cause even when you're gone, I can see right through you want disconnection you want me there enough for two
scream Go to hell, baby 'Cause I know I saw you go into a motel Say, go to hell, baby 'Cause I know I saw you go into a motel I used to grab you and
in the zone It's bottle after bottle til G-stacks are blown Shawty in my ear like please take me home Before the next song come on dawg we gone Off to the hotel, motel
it all night long Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep But these motel walls are cheap Lincoln Duncan is my name And here's my song, here's my song My
banquet The cool, the cool river The cool, the cool river I believe in the future I may live in my car My radio tuned to The voice of a star Song
at a colour TV The phones were ringing in the pink motel And the rest is history He was the King The last time I saw Elvis He was singing a gospel song
