Song | Death Valley Lives |
Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
Album | Captain America |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Jimmy Buffett | |
Music:Jimmy Buffett | |
It's the ways of her father | |
If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet | |
And the desert is calling to me | |
Run before the final trap is set | |
All roads lead to the city | |
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same | |
Lady lays out the pattern | |
With the parts of her body that seem tame | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives | |
Act like a child and I'll respond with my well-rehearsed farewell | |
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren't quite prepared to sell | |
Saying I think I love you | |
Maybe I care | |
It's not fair | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy Isn't sure what really gives | |
And it's a sore spot when the room's burning hot | |
And the desert air just cannot bring you down | |
Still the bed's warm but a cold arm | |
Keeps me floating inches off the ground | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives | |
Go paint your toes wipe your nose and then come say good-bye | |
And all along tell yourself that I'm wrong if I try | |
Cryin' sorry it's over | |
I'm not to blame | |
What a game | |
Death Valley lives now I'm not even sure what really gives |
Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett | |
Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
It' s the ways of her father | |
If she' s gonna change she hasn' t done it yet | |
And the desert is calling to me | |
Run before the final trap is set | |
All roads lead to the city | |
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same | |
Lady lays out the pattern | |
With the parts of her body that seem tame | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn' t sure what really gives | |
Act like a child and I' ll respond with my wellrehearsed farewell | |
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren' t quite prepared to sell | |
Saying I think I love you | |
Maybe I care | |
It' s not fair | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy Isn' t sure what really gives | |
And it' s a sore spot when the room' s burning hot | |
And the desert air just cannot bring you down | |
Still the bed' s warm but a cold arm | |
Keeps me floating inches off the ground | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn' t sure what really gives | |
Go paint your toes wipe your nose and then come say goodbye | |
And all along tell yourself that I' m wrong if I try | |
Cryin' sorry it' s over | |
I' m not to blame | |
What a game | |
Death Valley lives now I' m not even sure what really gives |
Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett | |
Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
It' s the ways of her father | |
If she' s gonna change she hasn' t done it yet | |
And the desert is calling to me | |
Run before the final trap is set | |
All roads lead to the city | |
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same | |
Lady lays out the pattern | |
With the parts of her body that seem tame | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn' t sure what really gives | |
Act like a child and I' ll respond with my wellrehearsed farewell | |
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren' t quite prepared to sell | |
Saying I think I love you | |
Maybe I care | |
It' s not fair | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy Isn' t sure what really gives | |
And it' s a sore spot when the room' s burning hot | |
And the desert air just cannot bring you down | |
Still the bed' s warm but a cold arm | |
Keeps me floating inches off the ground | |
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn' t sure what really gives | |
Go paint your toes wipe your nose and then come say goodbye | |
And all along tell yourself that I' m wrong if I try | |
Cryin' sorry it' s over | |
I' m not to blame | |
What a game | |
Death Valley lives now I' m not even sure what really gives |