Tekster:
Brownstone

Now and then I wonder where you are And where you've been? We were friends But deep inside my heart I always knew I only needed one not two I wish that

eyes Fancy movements Keep you dreamin' of All the little games you play at night Brownstone Comin' straight to attack ya B R O W N S T O N E Brownstone

Everything must change But not for me I still believe in my song I'm gonna do my thing I'll never change my swing In my younger days, if I was here The

Taste the fruit of life Don't stop yourself to wonder why (Oooohhh) Fruit of life Taste the fruit of life Don't stop yourself to wonder why (

Look at us, baby, up all night, tearing the love apart Aren't we the same two people who lived through the years In the dark? Oh, no, every time I try

Played your games for the very last time with me And very soon you'll see, I'm gonna get my revenge Boy, this is the last time that you'll ever mess with

Baby, don't play me wrong Just because I turn you on Do me right or I'll be gone Baby, don't play me wrong I'm looking for the right kind of guy Someone

Brownstone, back again? What? Dark Child for life, FJ, oh Check it out Let's get it started All I wanna do is have a party Let's not waste no time, lets

time The show usually starts around seven We go on stage around nine Get on the bus about eleven Sippin' a drink and feelin' fine We been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone