Woe Songtext
von Tom Waits
Woe Songtext
The ribbon ′round your neck
Against your skin, it's pale as bone
It is my favorite thing you′ve worn
The band is playing our song
And we won't go home 'til morn′
Against your skin, it's pale as bone
It is my favorite thing you′ve worn
The band is playing our song
And we won't go home 'til morn′
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
