The Strafe все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

When I first met you on an Oxford street
I felt in love, I had to admit defeat
My heart started pumping crazy beat
She looked hip, but pretty neat
Her eyes locked onto my course
Is it my chance? Yes, of course

Oow-oow-oow now we are one like catdog

A little of this, a little of that
What is the worst thing you haven't decided yet
You fought for nothing and only one thing, only one thing made you,
Made you sharpen the blade for all your enemy, for all your enemy

Eye for an eye and the world is
Cruel with you, you know this
Yeah, yeah, you know this true, have you found the one right clue?

You are so Irish, green eyed hair blonde,
Eighteen years old hot dish, I’ve been looking for you like James Bond,
I like your style, your skinny jeans and wet T-shirt,
Your snow-white smile makes me forget about my stupid flirt

Oh-oh-oh-oh, we’re walking under rain
Oh-oh-oh-oh despite the fact, we missed the train
Oh-oh-oh-oh I want to hold you tight

Night city sleeps and souftly mouning
My heart makes loud beats in this early morning
Her pretty eyes with love and tender
Makes me feel on high…

Your midnight dreams try to find me
in the love schemes you made up last Friday

A perfect day to dream of future,
You shut away, your lips are sutured…
Sunrise again,
Everything zen…

Sitting on a bomb, waiting for future,
You're on a bomb with me - that's fortune
Sitting on a bomb, waiting for future,