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Queensryche : Della brown




Paroles #1 du titre Della brown  

You've got a cardboard house,
live there all the time.
Keep your memories tied with string.
The gace that many once-adored,
twenty years gone maybe more.
Somewhere you lost the dream.
Mama watched your every move,
but now you're alone. She's been gone for a while.
Daddy left some time ago,
fading years pass too slow.
He's the only one, could make you smile -
oh, you're still crying -
big city bound.
Gonna make you mark.
Read your name in the lights all the ads and people say,
beauty lets you get your way.
Tried your best to prove them right but living on the
streets ain't bad,
sad people make you glad.
Pardon me, could you spare some change? -
oh, you're still crying -
street corner girl.
Watch the crowd go by,
fill your tin can with life.
Summer days tend to slip away like your men you couldn't
make them stay.
Hard to choose, whiskey or a wife.
Sometimes you wonder where's the end.
Where you goin' where you been?
Happiness seems so hard to win.
Most never care to find, Della Brown sees it all the time.
Looking for that man to make her smile again.

Paroles #2 du titre Della brown  

You've got a cardboard house,
live there all the time.
Keep your memories tied with string.
The gace that many once-adored,
twenty years gone maybe more.
Somewhere you lost the dream.
Mama watched your every move,
but now you're alone. She's been gone for a while.
Daddy left some time ago,
fading years pass too slow.
He's the only one, could make you smile -
oh, you're still crying -
big city bound.
Gonna make you mark.
Read your name in the lights all the ads and people say,
beauty lets you get your way.
Tried your best to prove them right but living on the
streets ain't bad,
sad people make you glad.
Pardon me, could you spare some change? -
oh, you're still crying -
street corner girl.
Watch the crowd go by,
fill your tin can with life.
Summer days tend to slip away like your men you couldn't
make them stay.
Hard to choose, whiskey or a wife.
Sometimes you wonder where's the end.
Where you goin' where you been?
Happiness seems so hard to win.
Most never care to find, Della Brown sees it all the time.
Looking for that man to make her smile again.

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