(Cook/Coverdale)
She was a juke-box dancer
A blue eyed gypsy queen
She always had an answer
For what she'd done
And where she'd been
A feathercane Lady Midnight
For all around to see
She spoke with words of wisdom
And this is what she said to me
Lady luck
C'mon give me what I want
Pull me up
Lady luck
If I see you again
I will call you my friend
I have always been a sinner
But then the lady came along
She stole my heart and turned me 'round
'Till I didn't know right from wrong
She whispered words of kindness
I'd never ever heard before
Golden words and silver tongue
Till I really couldn't take no more
Lady luck
C'mon give me what I want
Pull me up
Lady luck
If I see you again
I will call you my friend
C'mon shake me
Tad atsiprasau kad kovoju per daug gynybiskai. Ar man reikia pripazint kokia kita savo kalte dar? Kas yra geras rimas tada, kaip jus isivaizduotumet tada?
Nu gerai Einarai. As atsiprasau kad ziurejau tavo last.fm puslapi. Taip pat sutinku kad savo frazem skaudinu puslapio zmones, tiksliau dauguma - stai mano tik apsaugine reakcija. gal elgiuos pernelyg gynybiskai.