Текст песни: Mott - Monte Carlo
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Everyone agrees, a little money helps to please,
But I just took so much of it, Im shakin at the knees
And weve gotta leave this town.
Weve had a heavy day, but the law want us to stay,
We told them "thanks a lot, but weve just got to get away"
And weve gotta leave right now!
Theres a place I gotta be, and time wont wait for me
But I gotta make it alone
I can see the river wind, and hear the guns behind
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what weve done.
Only yesterday I was lazing in the sun,
Makin out with bar-room queens and boozing like a bum
Now weve gotta leave this town
It dont seem really fair, but then thinkin of my share,
I guess it cant be bad, cos I must be a millionaire,
So weve gotta leave right now.
Theres a place I gotta go where nobodyll know
And Ive gotta make it alone
I can see the hills ahead, and the skyline turning red ....
Now Im crawling down the street with an independent air,
Feeling good from being loose, so we aint got a care
And feeling like settling down
But someone starts to stare, and he jumps up from his chair,
Before he gets to make a sound, Im sitting on my mare
And weve gotta leave right now
I dont know where to go, and Im feeling pretty low
But Ive gotta make it alone
And as I turn around, I can see a dusty cloud ....
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what weve done
We gotta move, we gotta run,
All the way to monte carlo.
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(overend watts)
Everyone agrees, a little money helps to please,
But I just took so much of it, Im shakin at the knees
And weve gotta leave this town.
Weve had a heavy day, but the law want us to stay,
We told them "thanks a lot, but weve just got to get away"
And weve gotta leave right now!
Theres a place I gotta be, and time wont wait for me
But I gotta make it alone
I can see the river wind, and hear the guns behind
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what weve done.
Only yesterday I was lazing in the sun,
Makin out with bar-room queens and boozing like a bum
Now weve gotta leave this town
It dont seem really fair, but then thinkin of my share,
I guess it cant be bad, cos I must be a millionaire,
So weve gotta leave right now.
Theres a place I gotta go where nobodyll know
And Ive gotta make it alone
I can see the hills ahead, and the skyline turning red ....
Now Im crawling down the street with an independent air,
Feeling good from being loose, so we aint got a care
And feeling like settling down
But someone starts to stare, and he jumps up from his chair,
Before he gets to make a sound, Im sitting on my mare
And weve gotta leave right now
I dont know where to go, and Im feeling pretty low
But Ive gotta make it alone
And as I turn around, I can see a dusty cloud ....
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what weve done
We gotta move, we gotta run,
All the way to monte carlo.
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