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INTERPRÉTATION
New Bomb Turks
New Bomb Turks
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Matt Reber
Matt Reber
Paroles/Composition
Jim Weber
Jim Weber
Paroles/Composition
Eric Davidson
Eric Davidson
Paroles/Composition
Bill Randt
Bill Randt
Paroles/Composition

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When the bar door opens The conversation closes Chit-chat commences, the necks bent back You spend more time looking for some action How can you talk when you could care less? What'cha drinking? What's your major? Man, I don't even care All this small talk's drinking up my time Man, I just want to blow into thin air I want to stretch the night out Like a rubber Band that snaps me to that cutie's clutch I zero in on the onstage onslaught Most times even that doesn't thrill me much What's he smoking? Who's she seeing? Man, I don't even care All this small talk's drinking up my time Man, I just want to blow into thin air I only want to blow into thin air The catty gossip and the all shit talking This scapegoat soup is bubbling hot Fingers pointing, bad blood boiling Can't take the heat, turn the volume up! What'cha drinking? Who's she seeing? Man, I don't even care All this small talk's drinking up my time Man, I just want to blow into thin air I only want to blow into thin air I only want to blow into thin air
Writer(s): Matthew Reber, Eric Davidson, James Weber, William Randt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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