a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face, I'm looking for On every street And it's your face, I'm looking for On every street
, the club and shield Swept like a wave across the battlefield Now with all the clarity of dream The blood so red, the grass so green The gleam of spur on
Well, it's a strange old game, you learn it slow One step forward and it's back to go You're standing on the throttle, you're standing on the brakes In
friend come around? Or are you and your friend gonna get on down? Will you and your friend come around? Or are you and your friend gonna get on down?
I wonder where you are tonight You're probably on the rampage somewhere You have been known to take delight in gettin' in somebody's hair And you, you
ain't kiddin' Plays 'America The Beautiful' and 'Tie A Yellow Ribbon' Boy, this punch is a trip, it's okay in my book Here, take a sip maybe a little heavy on
How long, how long baby, how long has it been? How long you gonna keep me wonderin'? How long before you see, stallin' me was wrong? How long? How long
I can see what you're looking to find in the smile on my face In my peace of mind, in my state of grace I send what I can to the man from the ministry
If we can't get along we oughta be apart And I'm wonderin' Where'd you get that cold, cold heart? Set me free, sign my release I'm tired of being the
Standin' on the corner Of Toulouse and dauphin Waitin' on Marie-Ondine I'm tryin' to place a tune Under a Louisiana moonbeam On the planet of New Orleans
profane the pleasure and the pain somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete and it's your face I'm looking for on every street a ladykiller - regulation tattoo silver spurs on
Oversættelse: Dire Straits. På hver Street.
: if we can't get along we oughta be apart and I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heart set me free - sign my release I'm tired of being the
