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Paroles de la chanson It's Pretty Hard to Beat the King par Drop Dead, Gorgeous lyrics officiel

It's Pretty Hard to Beat the King est une chanson en Anglais

Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins.
As for this face, best be forgotten.

"Baby, baby, I've got a reason to leave.
But I'm not going far.
Baby, baby, c'mon, I'm begging you, please.
I'm not the one in chains."

"They call me Jesse James, and I own the night life.
I drift from town to town across the nation.
Praise the Lord, lock and load, boys.
We go down, we go down, we go down together."


"Baby, baby, I've got a reason to leave.
But I'm not going far.
Baby, baby, c'mon, I'm begging you, please.
I'm not the one in chains."


Your gun's firing blanks.
NO WAY OUT.[x3]

NO WAY OUT.[x3]

Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins.
As for this face, best be forgotten.
Hell's on it's way, no one's gonna stop it.
I wear the suit, no one's gonna top it.
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