Bryan Adams Long Gone текст песни, слова песни Long Gone Bryan Adams
Bryan Adams - Long Gone
It's your Las Vegas lawyer - another long distance call
He says you get the house and the car
And I get the clothes I got on
Now she's gone
Long, long, long, long gone
Now I'm a happy boy
She's long, long, long, long gone
Operator get me Manhatten - get my baby on the line
Sooner or later she's gotta realize
That all my feelin's were for real
But maybe she was leadin' me on
Chorus
She took the frigidaire
She got my favorite chair
You could say she got the best of me
It's like a legal crime
But in a matter of time
She'll be back for the rest of me
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