название:

Biker Like an Icon


автор:

Paul McCartney


жанры: rock, singer-songwriter, pop, british
альбомы: Off The Ground, Paul Is Live
рейтинг: ★★★★★ / 5.2 / 1151 просмотр
There was a girl who loved a biker
She used to follow him across America
But the biker didn't like her
She didn't care, she still persisted
Though her brother said she was twisted
And the family said they wouldn't miss her anywayShe loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip awayShe did her best to fix a meeting
She pulled it off one night in Hollywood
When he met her, he couldn't let her get away
He didn't ask for her permission
He took advantage of her position
But he was always her ambition anywayShe loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away, ohShe loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip awayThe family tried so hard to find her
They showed her picture across America
But no trace of her sweet face was ever foundShe loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away, hey, heyShe loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away, yeah, yeah
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away, ha, ha, ha, ha
She loved the biker like an icon
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