accuse me of fancy talk When I'm just trying to find my words You've got a funny way of saying my name Like I just ripped it off These whiskey tango
accuse me of fancy talk When i'm just trying to find my words You've got a funny way of saying my name Like i just ripped it off These whiskey tango
번역: 타냐 Donelly. 위스키 탱고.
Dona Nobis Pacem Pacem Dona Nobis Pacem Dona Nobis Pacem Dona Nobis Pacem
I have lost something On the way And i can't explain What you wouldn't Want to hear then anyway Our divine Sweet divide So let's just gaze In the space
What it comes down to What could ever take your place What it comes down to Honey what could take your place Not a song Not a thousand strong You will
Honey won't you let yourself speak free Honey won't you let yourself speak freely 'Cause you're scaring me now You're scaring me Everything is pouring
I'm not afraid Of a voice I hear Calling me strong Calling me on I hold these pretty dreams of mine Struggling between my teeth Like a cat I let you
What's that thing About a butterfly wing causing a typhoon If it's true a wire runs through each thing we do Then I better stay in my room Better stay
There i said it i've done you wrong The miles i ran away to call you on the phone And whisper uglinesses sweetly down the line I believed your heart
You're in the room I can feel you I don't want to then I do I hear the voices of the graces in here Swimming around Up in the corners of our room You
Hey, what i meant to say Let's get lost and find our way And chance might shine on us, today We fight we win we fight we lose we fight We get lost and
You accuse me of fancy talk When i'm just trying to find my words You've got a funny way of saying my name Like i just ripped it off These whiskey tango
them what you gon' do to me I live in the 'burbs - clean my Winchester every other weekend with the same dirty Hanes shirt It takes two to tango, three
right [Sound of speeding motorcycle] [Chorus] When you walking down the street with your - Box in your hand and you bringing the music of the - Wu-Tang
my bitches are picky To ride around us right on time, bitch you know it's tricky Take a hit of the sticky, everybody get tipsy When we hittin' that whiskey
offer a smile And a terrible whiskey she had for a while That she'd sip every morning for breakfast and sigh Since the month of December They used to tango
t no fun in killin? folk, and I don?t wanna do no more I speak the cold logistic that warriors speak so well Foxtrot tango whiskey alpha golf tango hotel
