Song Lyrics
drove through nice
Now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away, i was on a highway
I was on a highway, clothes all black Hollers, and so i turned up the white noise
and so i turned up the white noise
It was a good old time for sure, i could hear the sirens of police
And from the trunk i could hear his voice, i was on a highway, it was a good old kind of buzz
I keep a leather suitcase, and dress myself for scene 1 Côte, and so i turned up the white noise
I was on a highway, now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away, clothes all black
I keep a leather suitcase, and so i turned up the white noise Quiet, and though i wasn t sure where you were
I could hear the sirens of police, drove through nice
And from the trunk i could hear his voice, i remember the problems that i used to have, drove through cannes
And thought i wasn t sure where i was, you know i walk away Côte, so i don t ever have to think
and from the trunk i could hear his voice
i keep a leather suitcase
About the c te d azur, i just put on the clean one
And so i turned up the white noise, all last night i was dreaming
I was at home among the bons vivants, livin out of luggage ain t so bad, i just put on the clean one
I was on a highway, in a fountain made of blue neon
Now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away, you can break into the mini-bar Hollers, and living in a hotel room ain t hard
Now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away, livin out of luggage ain t so bad
and thought i wasn t sure where i was
Livin out of luggage ain t so bad, i was seven hours in the south of france
and so i turned up the white noise
I could see the crystal water from the traffic jam, in a fountain made of blue neon Quiet, now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away
And though i wasn t sure where you were, but i was dreaming of the c te d azur
drove through cannes
i was on a highway
And from the trunk i could hear his voice, now i take my bag and my gun and i walk away d'Azur, drove through cannes
said he had a wife and two little boys
Begging for his life like i had a choice, clothes all black, and thought i wasn t sure where i was
I was watching the dancing swans, i keep a leather suitcase
All last night i was dreaming, drove through nice
you know i walk away
And so i turned up the white noise, said he had a wife and two little boys
i could hear the sirens of police
And living in a hotel room ain t hard, and from the trunk i could hear his voice
I would trouble myself with them all day, in a fountain made of blue neon
Drove through cannes, i was seven hours in the south of france Hollers, i turned up the white noise
And from the trunk i could hear his voice, i could see the crystal water from the traffic jam, i was on a highway
You can break into the mini-bar, said he had a wife and two little boys Quiet, and dress myself for scene 1
Drove through nice, i was watching the dancing swans, it was a good old kind of buzz
and though i wasn t sure where you were
Put it on the company card, i could see the distant crashing waves d'Azur, and living in a hotel room ain t hard
i was watching the dancing swans
i was on a highway
All last night i was dreaming, i was watching the dancing swans, and though i wasn t sure where you were
I had a colourful shirt on, i was seven hours in the south of france
and thought i wasn t sure where i was
i could hear the sirens of police
about the c te d azur
Drove through nice, and though i wasn t sure where you were Hollers, i could hear the sirens of police
So i don t ever have to think, you can break into the mini-bar