Merica的吉他谱
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Merica的歌词
Looks like americas dropped her load
She was ready to explode
I could not see her from up here
Cuz she was lyin in the road
My heads in the ground
I cant make a sound
My heads in the ground
Looks like americas dropped her load
She tried to cal me on the telephone
Everything is fine, now the babys here!
Shell have to handle this one on her own
My heads in the ground
I cant make a sound
The priests were all stoned
California was in my mind
And love was a game that we played
My heads in the ground
I cant make a sound
The priests were all stoned
The fact that you moaned
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
She was ready to explode
I could not see her from up here
Cuz she was lyin in the road
My heads in the ground
I cant make a sound
My heads in the ground
Looks like americas dropped her load
She tried to cal me on the telephone
Everything is fine, now the babys here!
Shell have to handle this one on her own
My heads in the ground
I cant make a sound
The priests were all stoned
California was in my mind
And love was a game that we played
My heads in the ground
I cant make a sound
The priests were all stoned
The fact that you moaned
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground
My heads in the ground