't stay in line tonight. Black eyes, white lies. Tight pants and pin-striped nights. Blood on our hands, price on our heads... who says romance is dead
't stay in line tonight. Black eyes, white lies. Tight pants and pin-striped nights. Blood on our hands, price on our heads...who says romance is dead
(M. Jagger/K. Richards) New York was cold and damp TV is just a blank Looks like another dead end Sunday What about an early night Monday never feels
: (M. Jagger/K. Richards) New York was cold and damp TV is just a blank Looks like another dead end Sunday What about an early night Monday never feels
