Paroles de On foot

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pochette album On foot
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There's no car that i can't break
But there's no bus that i can take
So i'm walking, always walking
Can't afford to put you into the shop

You're never on the road, you're always on blocks
You're broken, always broken
I'll scam a ride from my best friend
Something is wrong with my car again

Body's all rust, your motor's fried
Junkyard said they wouldn't give me a dime
I'm hating, really hating
I'm not even gonna get you fixed

Trade you in, you piece of shit
You're worthless, totally worthless
I'll scam a ride from my best friend
Something is wrong with my car again

Busted engine, four flat tires
When i turn the key, you catch on fire
You can't be american
You must be mexican or from japan

"you're foreign", i said, "you're foreign"
Just turn over for christ's sake
Take a little ghost ride in to the lake
You're history, fucking history

I'll scam a ride from my best friend
Something is wrong with my car again
Is wrong with my car again
Something is wrong with my car again

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