Tekster:
Jackson Michael A Horse With No Name

at a river bed And the story it told of a river that flowed Made me sad to think it was dead I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It

at a river bed And the story it told of a river that flowed Made me sad to think it was dead I've been through the desert on a horse with no name It

Talk is cheap and the speech is weak He use to go with me, wrong you were my freak I never gave a hoot If a girl was cute All I wanted was a piece and a

Talk is cheap and the speech is weak He use to go with me, wrong you were my freak I never gave a hoot If a girl was cute All I wanted was a piece and

Talk is cheap and the speech is weak He use to go with me, wrong you were my freak I never gave a hoot If a girl was cute All I wanted was a piece and a

Talk is cheap and the speech is weak He use to go with me, wrong you were my freak I never gave a hoot If a girl was cute All I wanted was a piece and a

is cheap and the speech is weak He use to go with me, wrong you were my freak I never gave a hoot If a girl was cute All I wanted was a piece and a knock

night I get to ride into the sunset Traded in a horse for a bike So wave if you happen to see me on the South Side With a boom box strapped to my handle

a shit Tie me up and beat my ass cheek with hockey sticks (uh! "you're sick") I don't give a damn Smokin crack with Michael Jackson in the [????] [???]