Lyrics

Dirt at my hands and my face everyday Just like a working man It doesn't work without blood and sweat It's a fact which i can't change Wheels keep on rolling on the streets Sit down and take a seat One of these days is done It could be the number one And I will be The man with the master key Rocking on my knees I don't care what you think 'bout me HEY! Come on it's friday night have fun I raise my glas up high Drink my ice cold jack tonight It tastes really fine Smoke a lot of cigarettes I want to live my life One of these days is done It could be the number one And I will be The man with the master key Rocking on my knees I don't care what you think 'bout me HEY! Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Spent my time in a hard rock band Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Rollin' with the boys across the land ... Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Spent my time in a hard rock band Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Rollin' with the boys across the land Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Spent my time in a hard rock band Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Rollin' with the boys across the land Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Spent my time in a hard rock band Smoke cigarettes - I'm the whiskey man Rollin' with the boys across the land
Writer(s): Alexander Hecht, Björn Bünning, Finn Modrow, Norman Kracht Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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