Testo The Rustler - Luna
Testo della canzone The Rustler (Luna), tratta dall'album The Days of Our Nights
He's a softly spoken tiger
In a sea of pussycats
A softly spoken tiger
A-getting on the groove
Fanny and Veronica
Lord, I miss them so
Forgot to mail the postcards
It was a long time ago
In a city of this size
We'll never meet again
No, no, no
Well, a mime is a monkey
And honey, so am I
Befuddled and befiddled
In the corner I'm in rye
And the rustler's getting loopy
On Xacolin and booze
He's gonna meet you at the airport
There's no way for him to lose
In a city of this size
We'll never meet again
No, no, no
He's a softly spoken tiger
A-putting on the ruse
A softly spoken tiger
A-getting on the groove
And the rustler's getting loopy
On Xacolin and booze
He's gonna meet you at the airport
There's no way for him to lose
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Eden, Justin Harwood, Dean Wareham, Michael Dean Wareham, Lee Wall
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