Rickie Lee Jones - Show Biz Kids | Текст Иностранной Песни
While the poor people sleepin' With the shade on the light While the poor people sleepin' All the stars come out at night While the poor people sleepin'
Rickie Lee Jones - Pink Flamingos | Текст Иностранной Песни
Dan and I like Las Vegas, never seen the sea Where the river, where the river bed runs dry She closes his eyes, puts her ear to his shirt And listens to the whole wide earth
Rickie Lee Jones - Evening Of My Best Day | Текст Иностранной Песни
they all smile they shake your hand they want to know your name y ou sit in your mothers room look through the window pane when they know you're not
Rickie Lee Jones - It Must Be Love | Текст Иностранной Песни
Must be love that whispers in my ear Must be love that we keep trying to hear 'Cause I imagined this kind of wonderful choice I imagine you hear the very same voice When
Rickie Lee Jones - Love Junkyard | Текст Иностранной Песни
Dented bodies, broken souls Wilted roses, hearts grow cold Unhappy endings and shattered dreams Take us all to [Incomprehensible] Where's the candlelight,
Rickie Lee Jones - The Moon Is Made Of Gold | Текст Иностранной Песни
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold moon14day-1985-600c Rickie Lee Jones (1990) Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet) Written by
Rickie Lee Jones - Night Train | Текст Иностранной Песни
Here I'm goin', walkin' with my baby in my arms 'Cuz I am in the wrong end of the eight ball black And the devil, see he's right behind us And this worker
Rickie Lee Jones - Magazine | Текст Иностранной Песни
Homeboys calling from the corners Station to station for the magazine But her pages are turning out the lights in the windows And all that you're reading is the braille
Rickie Lee Jones - Traces Of The Western Slopes | Текст Иностранной Песни
We go down round The far side of the tracks Lolita's playing dominoes and poker Behind their daddy's shacks Vacant-eyes, glue-face boys On a pearl
Rickie Lee Jones - Beat Angels | Текст Иностранной Песни
Beggin' down these sun beaten streets I can't make for no connection Locals here don't speak no English Where is my woman, no one knows It seems some girls