Congas Songtext
von The Motorhomes
Congas Songtext
You′ve got your thing your sensibility
You like that word and I don't know what it means
I′m on a plane to anywhere to Memphis or Japan
Maybe I'll dance, I like to dance
Your reality where I don't want to be
Please come rescue me from your reality
You get your kicks in fashion magazines
A dead routine and nobody knows what it means
I′m on a plane that′s taking me to NY, USA
I'll roam the streets to anywhere
You like that word and I don't know what it means
I′m on a plane to anywhere to Memphis or Japan
Maybe I'll dance, I like to dance
Your reality where I don't want to be
Please come rescue me from your reality
You get your kicks in fashion magazines
A dead routine and nobody knows what it means
I′m on a plane that′s taking me to NY, USA
I'll roam the streets to anywhere
Writer(s): Peder Gustav Ted Claesson, Petur Mogensen, Mattias Edlund, Adam Marc Sebastian Starck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
