Tekster:
In My Pocket

I've got a key And a piece of paper in my pocket deep In my pocket piece of paper and a key As i wander through the street War is there a war or is there

got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing a piano And what it all comes down to my dear friends, yeah Is that everything is just fine fine fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket

on you honey Taste your blood today I got my cock in my pocket And it's shovin' up through my pants I got my cock in my pocket And it's shovin' up through my

in my pocket Nothing but faith to keep me warm But baby, then I'd be broke without it Tell me, how much for your love? Slip my heart in your back pocket

out froze Louie on my toes All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole Money in my pocket got

red And "This is temporary" is all she said, now Someday things may be a little better than before All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door Alone in my

I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do? Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you Or should I put it

I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do? Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you Or should I put it

't about my life and it ain't about my will Warring superstitions, joy and inhibitions I've been around a long time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my pocket