Текст песни: Killers, The - Where The White Boys Dance



They hug in silence,


As the sun sets.


On their empty street,


Their suspicions where they rise and hide.


And then who sweeps them off she doesn`t leave.


She walks inside him,


pours a strong one.


Put her mind at ease.


It`s the calm before another storm.


And the friendships from the whiskey to the keys.





Take me to the place where the white boys dance.


Take me to the place where they run and play.


My baby is gone, you might have a chance.


Just take me to the place where the white boys... dance.





Her heart is racing.


She phones a friend to say:


I`m in an awful place.


That fools been messin` around on me


I`ve seen it in his eyes on his face


Hold on a minute.


You`re talking crazy


Don`t be that jealous girl.


Just telephone you need an hour or two.


Cause we`re going go and change somebodies word.





Take me to the place where the white boys dance.


Take me to the place where they run and play.


My baby is gone, you might have a chance.


Just take me to the place where the white boys dance.





It`s the calm before another storm...


It`s the calm before another storm.


And the friendships from the whiskey to the keys.





Take me to the place where the white boys dance.


Take me to the place where they run and play.


My baby is gone, you might have a chance.


Just take me to the place where the white boys... dance.
Идет поиск видеоклипа в базе...
(при отсутствии ролика в базе, ничего не произойдет)




They hug in silence,


As the sun sets.


On their empty street,


Their suspicions where they rise and hide.


And then who sweeps them off she doesn`t leave.


She walks inside him,


pours a strong one.


Put her mind at ease.


It`s the calm before another storm.


And the friendships from the whiskey to the keys.





Take me to the place where the white boys dance.


Take me to the place where they run and play.


My baby is gone, you might have a chance.


Just take me to the place where the white boys... dance.





Her heart is racing.


She phones a friend to say:


I`m in an awful place.


That fools been messin` around on me


I`ve seen it in his eyes on his face


Hold on a minute.


You`re talking crazy


Don`t be that jealous girl.


Just telephone you need an hour or two.


Cause we`re going go and change somebodies word.





Take me to the place where the white boys dance.


Take me to the place where they run and play.


My baby is gone, you might have a chance.


Just take me to the place where the white boys dance.





It`s the calm before another storm...


It`s the calm before another storm.


And the friendships from the whiskey to the keys.





Take me to the place where the white boys dance.


Take me to the place where they run and play.


My baby is gone, you might have a chance.


Just take me to the place where the white boys... dance.
Адрес электронной почты example@domain.ru
Код заказа 999-999
Нажмите после заполнения

Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты.

Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением.