Στοίχοι:
Kiley Rilo Under The Blacklight

Dejalo, nuestra cosa Dejalo, nuestra cosa Dejalo, nuestra cosa Dejalo, nuestra cosa I got a mind if you wanna waste it I got a man if you wanna fake

She was born on a bright new pew To a gypsy mother and a bucket of tears Her good looks could've sailed a ship But her will alone could've sunk it Funny

i'll be crawling under the blacklight out in the garden into the pale moon under the blacklight down in the valley up in the dark blue under the blacklight under the blacklight

My eyes burn Everybody smokes My eyes burn Everybody smokes I smoke too But not as much as you I do the smoke detector There is a girl in a tank top

And I'm not going back into rags or in the hole and our bruises are coming but we will never fold and I was your silver lining as the story goes I was

I'll be crawling Under the blacklight Out in the garden Into the pale moon Under the blacklight Down in the valley Up in the dark blue Under the blacklight Under the blacklight

Twenty-five the season off dope Three sheets to the wind like a clothes line rope He's a spider on the web She's a tiny woman, he could sense Her developing

, you're the girl who wanted more. Now baby, the story has faded from love to lie. The clover under your feet is shooting stars in the night. The people under

You'll get your money I'll get my friends Hard living's forgiven In the end You got your troubles I got mine On a clear day I can Read your mind Oh