Love is a losing game Love is a losing hand And now the final frame Love is a fate resigned For you I was the flame Five story fire as you came Love is losing game One I wished, I never played Oh, what a mess we made

What about the plans that you left behind The little white house by the railway line The one we picked out We even put the payment down What about the promise that you made To stay with me till your dying day Said you'd never go away Are they just things

Flashing light years Conveying my I see tapestry Black before and behind us Nature might remind us Fear for fear but where time lives Secretly with those eyelids All for one with one iris My swaying tie That's way inside

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Mama take this badge from me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark too dark to see Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, eh yeah Mama put my guns in the ground I can't

If I were your woman (If I was your woman) If I were your woman (If I was your woman) If I was your woman And you were my man If I was your woman Here's what I'd do (whatchu do?) Eh, yo Mo Bee

Yeah, we got so close, so close to love But you had to go and mess it up When we got so close, so close to love Was it all too much or just not enough? When you left your T-shirt at my old apartment Have you ever wondered if you loved me harder Where

All of a sudden I saw a new morning Sixteen people are waiting to get me Hoping to take me outside I hear the sound of the snubnose behind me I went along for the ride All of a sudden I saw a new morning I'm locked up I want to be free Out in the

Forever young, young, and foolish We don't, we don't, we don't, we don't, we don't care We're just actin' stupid We get high 'cause we use it People say we abuse it Bodies on the floor From the night before Teenage raised them, and nothing's wasted

Fuego, fuego (Fire, fire) Ardiente, caliente, ardiente, caliente Pásame la hookah, ¡eh! Y e' que la calle bota Y yo me quedo contigo La' mujere' andan sin marí'o, ¡eh! Hasta que se acabe la noche Fuego, fuego (Uh) Que el coro ya ta' prendí'o

Stunden lang Die Räder vom Bus, die rollen dahin Rollen dahin Die Türen vom Bus gehen auf und zu Die Wischer vom Bus machen wisch, wisch, wisch Wisch, wisch, wisch Die Hupe vom Bus macht tut, tut, tut Tut, tut, tut