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The Pink Spiders

pochette album Still three shy
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Date de parution : 01/08/2006

Durée : 0:02:46

Style : Rock



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The interstates and eighteen wheelers
The sketches on the rest stop bathroom stalls
I call her from a hotel pay phone
So far from it all
The odometer is hypnotizing
The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles
I wanna see the nashville skyline
Only for awhile
'cause i heard about the party last night
I heard that there were drugs and fist fights
When all i see are miles of streetlights
That's when i miss home
So i try, try, try to forget it
But i die inside every time i miss it
'cause you're still three shy
Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
And if the cops come by
Have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
And i will try, try, try to forget
That i'm gone
A thousand miles until the ocean
Casinos sit a couple miles ahead
The city's in the rear view mirror
Tennessee's in bed

And i'm drinking at the blackjack table
A cigarette is hanging from my lips
My head is spinning round in circles
As i take a sip
'cause i heard you split a cab right last night
I hope you found your way home alright
'cause underneath a sea of bright lights
I feel alright here
And i try, try, try to forget it
But i die inside every time i miss it
'cause you're still three shy
Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
And if the cops come by
Have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
And i will try, try, try to forget
That i'm gone
And i try, try, try to forget it
But i die inside every time i miss it
'cause you're still three shy
Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
And if the cops come by
Have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
And i will try, try, try to forget
Yes, i would try, try, try to forget
I'm gonna try, try, try to forget that i'm gone

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