Paroles de Going To Hungary
we touched down in budapestheaded straight for the motel rooom and got undressed
we had not slept for three or four days
and we slipped underneath the covers
it felt ok
about twelve hours later the sun came out to play
i felt it on my eyelids
i pushed your hair away
you put on your old gloves
you put on your new shirt
i put on my cowboy boots
and i got all sentimental
we were heading straight to hell
in a lincoln continental
it felt ok
about twelve hours later the sun came out to play
i felt it on my eyelids
i pushed your hair away
you put on your old gloves
you put on your new shirt
i put on my cowboy boots
and i got all sentimental
we were heading straight to hell
in a lincoln continental
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