Текст песни: Killers - The Ballad Of Michael Valentine
Michael plays with stars,
Soul sister, won`t you take a ride in his car ?
Late to call, when you wanted to be all
Baby, baby, don`t be so shy,
Rock children hold your heads up high
In the night, while I try
And tell the ballad of Valentine
You got it bad, but you know it`s true
I caught up with a friend in Dallas,
We took a trip to New Orleans,
Those black-eyed ladies,
Won`t say they`re sorry
We finally caught a train to Memphis,
Where everybody talks the same
Those blue suede babies
All know my name
And I said "Hold tight"
Can`t you see that it`s hurting me?
But I`ve got the buzz
Like Marlon Brando
Michael Valentine, can`t we unite ?
We ended up in North Dakota,
Although my hearts in Mexico
[Spanish] My munequita,
Abren tus ojos
[Translation: My little doll, open your eyes]
With your new suit and your black tie,
Hold on you`re just a gambling man
All proper, like
Well I broke to the right,
And I caught your eye
Shut your mouth and wave goodbye
Tonight, I ain`t gonna let you rain on this parade
And I said "Hold tight",
Can`t you see that it`s hurting me?
But I`ve got the buzz
Like Marlon Brandon
Straight-faced with misery tonight
And I will not lie
When I say I ain`t cold no more,
But I`ve got the buzz
Like Greta Garbo
Walking forward to the Sun,
And I`ve got a cold tale left to write
Oh, uh-oh
I know
He`s gonna be there tonight
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Michael plays with stars,
Soul sister, won`t you take a ride in his car ?
Late to call, when you wanted to be all
Baby, baby, don`t be so shy,
Rock children hold your heads up high
In the night, while I try
And tell the ballad of Valentine
You got it bad, but you know it`s true
I caught up with a friend in Dallas,
We took a trip to New Orleans,
Those black-eyed ladies,
Won`t say they`re sorry
We finally caught a train to Memphis,
Where everybody talks the same
Those blue suede babies
All know my name
And I said "Hold tight"
Can`t you see that it`s hurting me?
But I`ve got the buzz
Like Marlon Brando
Michael Valentine, can`t we unite ?
We ended up in North Dakota,
Although my hearts in Mexico
[Spanish] My munequita,
Abren tus ojos
[Translation: My little doll, open your eyes]
With your new suit and your black tie,
Hold on you`re just a gambling man
All proper, like
Well I broke to the right,
And I caught your eye
Shut your mouth and wave goodbye
Tonight, I ain`t gonna let you rain on this parade
And I said "Hold tight",
Can`t you see that it`s hurting me?
But I`ve got the buzz
Like Marlon Brandon
Straight-faced with misery tonight
And I will not lie
When I say I ain`t cold no more,
But I`ve got the buzz
Like Greta Garbo
Walking forward to the Sun,
And I`ve got a cold tale left to write
Oh, uh-oh
I know
He`s gonna be there tonight
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