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Here comes sunday morning and were stuck in Bowling Green another postcard from a tired town everybody's hungry and we're short on gasoline nothing here but empty sky for miles around and since it gets this way i guess i must have made an awful mess i wish you best when all the rest goes wrong... so love me just a little baby, im here on my knees my heart plays like a fiddle baby but all you do is tease and im begging please you never said you loved me but i can read it in your eyes you can't hide yourself no matter how you try im sick of all the wanting and im trying to realize how something so good could just on and pass us by now i can't regret the things we said nor nail them neath the coffin lid my arms are lead, my sould is red for you so love me just a little baby im here on my knees my heart plays like a fiddle baby and all you do is tease and im beggin please i know sometimes it feels just like we never can agree i know sometimes i feel so far away Songtextebut i dont believe in nothing that don't believe in me and i don't believe you hear me when i say.. that someday you'll be sad like me, picked and tricked and had like me and someday you'll be calling out my name.. Aus Songtexte Mania