Racetrack Babies "I Carry The Zero" |
I carry the zero Polly wants a cracker She needs you to know Benny on his way through the streets of the town Anyone to great her put up your hand Peters coming home from a forrign land Brent is still believing that she'll be fine Put her in at safe place in his mind. Can Benny really make it Que Serra David is still moaning Mon Ch�ri We all got a feeling got to be love Walk into the center of her fame. Charade you walk you got to make you got to take You got to be Into love You find some moral pit you fall you fake you make me believe. Charade you walk you got to make you got to take You got to be Into love You find some moral pit you fall you fake you make me believe. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |