Your multilingual businessfriend / Has packed her bags and fled / Leaving only ashfilled ashtrays / And the lipsticked unmade bed
Baixar Mais Tocadas: ouvir Procol Harum
We skipped the light fandango / Turned cartwheels ‘cross the floor / I was feeling kinda seasick / But the crowd called out for more
All hands on deck, we’ve run afloat! I heard the captain cry / Explore the ship, replace the cook: Let no one leave alive! / Across the straits, around the Horn: How far can sailors fly? / A twisted path, our tortured course, and no one left alive