Sirens wail and a flashing light Nothin' better to do on a Tuesday night But give me hell Where you headed, what are you out for Don't see much of you
Sirens wail and a flashing light: Nothin' better to do on a Tuesday night, But give me hell. Where you headed, what are you out for? Don't see much of
Übersetzung: Cross Canadian Ragweed. 17.
