Nineteen Hundred and Eighty‐Five Songtext
von The Golden Dogs

No one ever left alive in nineteen hundred eighty-five will ever do.
She may be right, she may be fine,
She might get love, but she won′t get mine
'Cause i got you.

Whoa, I!
Whoa, I...


Well i just can′t get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind.
Oh, my mama said the time would come
When I'd find myself in love with you
I didn't think, never dreamed that
I would be around to see it all come true

Whoa, I!
Whoa, I...

Well i just can′t get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind.

No one ever left alive in nineteen hundred eighty-five will ever do.
She may be right, she may be fine,
She might get love, but she won′t get mine
'Cause i got you.

Whoa, I!
Whoa, I...


Well i just can′t get enough of that sweet stuff
My little lady gets behind.