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Brian McFadden - stát se fanouškem
Bullshit dinners and the free champagne
Men in suits who think they know it all
No one knows me, but they know my name
That's not real to me
Hotel lobby to the airplane
Another country but they start to look the same
Watch the world behind a windowpane
That's not real to me
When I see my babies run
When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and leace in peace
Now that's what‘s real to me
Real to me
Dying flowers in a dressingroom
A dangerous time to let your head make up it‘s own mind
Got me thinking that the spirit‘s flown
That's not real to me
When I see my babies run
When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and leace in peace
Now that's what‘s real to me
Picnics in the garden and the children they can play
The first day of that summer and I laze here all the day
Then we'll invite the family round and drink some English tea
Then I raise up my finger and watch football on TV
When I see my babies run
When all the madness has been and gone
I raise my family and leace in peace
Now that's what‘s real to me
Real to me
Wake up you might be dreaming
Wake up you might be dreaming now
Přidal: Ondra dne 04. 03. 2005 v 12:29.
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