CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Lisbon
At Nervous Charlie's Fireworks & Beer
My baby told me she will not drink whiskey
Its dark liquid flame does not appeal to her
I have been informed
She will not be warmed
In Lisbon it seems
There was a carful of dreams
All of them nameless
Some of them shameless
My baby done told me she does not feel frisky
I have been informed
She will not be warmed
By dark liquid eyes
Which do not appeal to her
My baby told me she will not drink whiskey
Its dark liquid flame does not appeal to her
I have been informed
She will not be warmed
In Lisbon it seems
There was a carful of dreams
All of them nameless
Some of them shameless
My baby done told me she does not feel frisky
I have been informed
She will not be warmed
By dark liquid eyes
Which do not appeal to her