No need to whine, boy Like a windup toy you stutter at my feet And it's never the time, boy You've had too much wine to stumble up my street Well, it
Prijevod: Elastica. Mucati.
No need to whine, boy, Like a wind-up toy you stutter at my feet, And it's never the time, boy, You've had too much wine to stumble up my street.
