Paroles de I Wish I Could Stop Wishing For Things
On the rundown streets of LondonThe checkout girl runs inside
The banker's looking broken
And the grill in my head fries
I'm the clown who let you down
Wuh uh uh o
I wish I could stop wishing for things
I wish I could stop wishing for things
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh o
On the rundownstreets of London
The gangster bites his thumb
I'm the clown who let you down
Wuh uh uh o
I wish I could stop wishing for things
I wish I could stop wishing for things
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh o
I'm the clown who let you down
Wuh uh uh o
I wish I could stop wishing for things
I wish I could stop wishing for things
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh o
Wuh-uh-uh-uh-o...
The rundown streets of London
I'm the clown who let you down
Wuh uh uh o
I wish I could stop wishing for things
I wish I could stop wishing for things
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh o
On the rundownstreets of London
The gangster bites his thumb
I'm the clown who let you down
Wuh uh uh o
I wish I could stop wishing for things
I wish I could stop wishing for things
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh o
I'm the clown who let you down
Wuh uh uh o
I wish I could stop wishing for things
I wish I could stop wishing for things
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh o
Wuh-uh-uh-uh-o...
The rundown streets of London
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