I've never been lucky At picking up women But this life that I live Is not one that I choose She was a waitress With hair blond and curly With a pretty black dress And those japanese shoes Man I need to impress her 'cause I'd like to undress her I need a song about sonja When I'm singing tonight She looked so pretty As she poured my coffee But she had her eye On my freind at the bar And I watched her watch him And I watched her thinking I wish her eye was on me Man I need to impress her 'cause I'd like to undress her I need a song about sonja When I'm singing tonight And if I could sing her A tender love ballad I'd hope that the audience might sing along But I can't find the right way To tell her my feelings And still make the words rhyme with sonja No I've never been lucky At picking up women But this life that I live Is not one that I choose She was a waitress Now she's gone forever And I'm stuck with this song That I never will use Man you need to impress her If you want to undress her Sing a song about sonja When you're singing tonight Sing a song about sonja When you're singing tonight Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com