Clumsy Songtext - Poor Rich Ones

Clumsy - Poor Rich Ones

I'd like to smell gold that comes with September
I'd like to drink on the way

I am leaving at the end of this month
Take all the things that you would like
To do to me when I am free
And give me the strangest feeling
'Cos I'm the one to blame for all the shame

I've been so clumsy, and you think I'm tired of you
I'm not the least proud of that

I am leaving at the end of this month
Take all the things that you would like
To do to me when I am free
And give me the strangest feeling
'Cos I'm the one to blame for all the shame

Take all the things that you would like
To do to me when I am free
And give me the strangest feeling
'Cos I'm the one to blame for all the shame

Take all the things that you would like
To do to me when I am free
And give me the strangest feeling
'Cos I'm the one to blame for all the shame

Teilen

Zeige deinen Freunden, dass dir Clumsy von Poor Rich Ones gefällt:

• Liken
• Teilen
• Tweeten
• WhatsApp