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Текст песни Me Vs. Maradona Vs. Elvis

With one or two I get used to the room. We go slow when we first
make our moves. But five or six bring you out to the car. Number
nine with my head on the bar. And it's sad, but true. Out of
cash and I owe. I got you. Desperate desires and unadmirable
plans. My tongue will taste the gin and malicious intent. Bring
you back to the bar. Get you out of the cold. A sober straight
face gets you out of your clothes. And they're scared that we
know all the crimes they'll commit. Who they'll kiss before they
get home. I will lie awake. Lie for fun and fake the way I hold
you. Then you'll fall for every empty word I say. Barely conscious
in the door where you stand. Your eyes are filing sleep while
your mouth makes your demands. You laugh at every word, trying
hard to be cute. I almost feel sorry for what I'm gonna do. And
your hair smells of smoke. Who will cast the first stone? You
can sin or spend the night all alone. Brass buttons on your coat
hold the cold in the shape of a heart that they cut out of stone.
You're using all your looks that you've thrown from the start.
If you let me have my way, I swear I'll tear you apart. Cause
it's all you can be. You're a drunk and you're scared. It's ladies
night. All the girls drink for free. I will lie awake. Lie for
fun and fake the way I hold you. Then you'll fall for every empty
word I say.