I left a trail of Lucky Strikes on the way up to your room in case the sun went down, I'd find my way home. Now one and one half years have passed and
Übersetzung: Super. Die Dumpsters sind im Streik (Rhythmus Glück für mich).
one day i was walkin' carefree down the street i was feelin' pretty sweaty thats sayin' nothin' for my feet then from out of nowhere or so i thought
