My baby used to dance underneath my architecture To the Houses of the Holy, smokin’ on them cigarettes My baby used to dance underneath my architecture He was cool as heck He was cool as heck Bebeğim benim mimarimin altında dans ederdi “Houses of the Holy”‘ye*, sigaralardan içiyor Bebeğim benim mimarimin altında dans ederdi Kahrolası
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You don’t ever have to be stronger than you really are When you’re lying in my arms, baby You don’t ever have to go faster than your fastest pace Or faster than my fastest cars Gerçekten olduğundan daha güçlü görünmek zorunda değilsin Kollarımda uzanıyorken, bebeğim En hızlı tempondan daha hızlı olmak zorunda değilsin Ya da
Devamını Oku108All the ladies of the canyon Wearing black to the house parties Crosby, Stills and Nash is playing Wine is flowing with Bacardi But sometimes girls just want to have fun The poetry inside of me is warm like a gun Kanyondaki tüm hanımlar Ev partilerinde siyah giyerler Crosby, Stills ve Nash çalıyor Şarap, Bacardi
Goddamn, man-child You fucked me so good that I almost said, “I love you” You’re fun and you’re wild But you don’t know the half of the shit that you put me through Your poetry’s bad and you blame the news But I can’t change that, and I can’t change your mood Ah-ah Kahretsin, çocuk
In the car, in the car, in the backseat, I’m your baby We go fast, we go so fast, we don’t move I believe in a place you take me Make you real proud of your baby In your car, I’m a star and I’m burnin’ through you In your car, I’m a star and
Devamını Oku156My baby used to dance underneath my architecture To the Houses of the Holy, smokin’ on them cigarettes My baby used to dance underneath my architecture He was cool as heck He was cool as heck Bebeğim eskiden benim çatım altında dans ederdi Houses of the Holy’yle, onların sigarasını içerken Bebeğim eskiden benim çatım altında
Do you want me or do you not? I heard one thing, now I’m hearing another Dropped a pin to my parking spot The bar was hot, it’s 2 a. m., it feels like summer Beni istiyor musun istemiyor musun? Bir şey duydum, şimdi her şeyi duyuyorum Park yerime bir pin attım Bar sıcaktı, gece
Devamını Oku141I miss Long Beach and I miss you, babe I miss dancing with you the most of all I miss the bar where the Beach Boys would go Dennis’s last stop before Kokomo Uzun sahili ve seni özledim bebeğim En çok seninle dans etmeyi özledim Çoğunlukla sahil çocuklarının gittiği barı özledim Dennis, Kokomo’dan önceki son
I like to see everything in neon Drink lime green, stay up till dawn Maybe the way that I’m living Is killing me Her şeyi neon görmek hoşuma gidiyor Misket limonu içmek, gün doğana kadar uyanık kalmak Beni öldüren yaşama şekilleri olabilir I like to light up the stage with a song Do shit to
Took a trip to San Francisco All our friends said we would jive Didn’t work, so I left for Fresno It was quite a scenic drive Pulled over to watch the children in the park We used to only worry for them after dark San Francisco’ya seyehate gittim Tüm arkadaşlarımız gevezelik yapacağımı söyledi İşe yaramadı,
John met me down at the boulevard I cried on his shoulder ’cause life is hard The waves came in over my head What you been up to, my baby? I haven’t seen you ’round here lately All of the guys tell me lies but you don’t You just crack another beer And pretend that
Cinnamon in my teeth From your kiss You’re touching me All the pills that you did Violet, blue, green, red to keep me At arm’s length don’t work You try to push me out But I just find my way back in Violet, blue, green, red to keep me out I win Öpücüğünden olan tarçındişimdeBana
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