- Gomez
- >
- Get Myself Arrested
- >
- Flavors
Testo Flavors
Testo Flavors
There was a red light coughin' up a room of blood
And there were forecast seven inches of snow
And there were two tunes playing in my head at once
Arguing guitar and drums
There was a lover standing by her bed
With a cigarette burning in her hand
And there were moonbeams playing on her porcelain flesh
A capi ero alousca
Company cars and shoes were never meant to play the blues
You were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
Even within my youth I denied I wanted to
You were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
There was a red Mayan parrot pulling chicken legs
And there were weak spots only she could detect
And as I rolled over to block the last ray of sun
In emergency all over the show
There was a blue light the other side of the globe
And there were four cats stretching out their claws
And there were two lovers separated by the telephone
Company cars and shoes were never meant to play the blues You were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
Even within my youth I denied I wanted to
'Cause you were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors
Your flavors
Your flavors
Your flavors
And there were forecast seven inches of snow
And there were two tunes playing in my head at once
Arguing guitar and drums
There was a lover standing by her bed
With a cigarette burning in her hand
And there were moonbeams playing on her porcelain flesh
A capi ero alousca
Company cars and shoes were never meant to play the blues
You were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
Even within my youth I denied I wanted to
You were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
There was a red Mayan parrot pulling chicken legs
And there were weak spots only she could detect
And as I rolled over to block the last ray of sun
In emergency all over the show
There was a blue light the other side of the globe
And there were four cats stretching out their claws
And there were two lovers separated by the telephone
Company cars and shoes were never meant to play the blues You were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
Even within my youth I denied I wanted to
'Cause you were the only fool I ever wanted to make love to
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors are getting to me
Your flavors
Your flavors
Your flavors
Your flavors
TURNER, MATT
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
Testi di Gomez
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
- Testi Lucio Battisti
- Testi Negramaro
- Testi Renato Zero
- Testi Gigi D'Alessio
- Testi Alessandra Amoroso
- Testi Canzoni Napoletane
- Testi Eros Ramazzotti
- Testi Elisa
- Testi Biagio Antonacci
- Testi Cesare Cremonini