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Текст песни «Raking Leaves On A Blacktop» от Bargain Music

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Bargain Music - "Raking Leaves On A Blacktop"

Lyrics to Raking Leaves On A Blacktop : Had a conversation about your frustration Don't want to love a local sensation Damn I'm sorry son Drove out to Vegas courtesy of Cuervo The next 24 hours went by in slow mo I just want to go home The turtle and the shovel the hope he came mine That's the best memory I have from when I was age nine Now I found God and him relaxes me You know I tried to love you But I couldn't get through It all came to an end with my little brother's friend And since you there's been quite a few The thrills, the life, the wind, your eyes, the this, the that, the holy crap, It's just like, Raking leaves on a blacktop The first time I saw a dead body It was the summer of 1980 I knew that he could see me looking down on him Taking all the shit All the people that are still missing him I had a dream last night that I became you But my feet stayed the same they were too big for your shoes But what could I do Can't remember who was there when I first shaved my hair, Got a tattoo next to Washington square Damn ghetto flight of stairs Screaming at papa, searching for rhymes Wanda screaming how many times can two people cry Oh you know we'll give it a try Damn the gate into the dub sack So I got rolled, couldn't even get my stack Put your clothes on your in a parking lot Go ahead take the first shot boss you know that I've got your back The gun, the knives, the wind Your eyes, the this, the that, the holy crap It's just like, Raking leaves on a black top The thrills, the life, the wind Your eyes, the this, the that, the holy crap It's just like, Raking leaves on a blacktop. [ Raking Leaves On A Blacktop Lyrics ]

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