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The Bouncing Souls
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East Side Mags
作詞:Greggory A. Attonito, Shalendar S. Khichi, Bryan T. Kienlen, Peter William Steinkopf
Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride
Through the park past the dog run Smell of shit burning in the sun Watch the cab dent his door Happy hour's here, let's pick up Jorge
Lock 'em up, lock 'em up, lock 'em up Three cold beers in a cup
Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride
Inside Coney something ain't right Too many people on a Friday night I can't see straight in the flashing lights But I got a feeling there's gonna be a fight
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Wrap it up, pack it up saddle up Full tank of liquor in our guts
Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride
Drink 'em down, we gotta a ride Going through the lower east side Day or night, mags on the run Looking for trouble, looking for fun
BMX, we got suss When we ride don't mess with us
Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride, ride
We are the mags
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