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René & Angela

Street Called Desire

 

Street Called Desire

(альбом: Street Called Desire - 1985)


I threw my bags down to the sidewalk
Climbed out the window like an outlaw
My crime is true passion
Too young to ever be contained
I made off into the night like a bandit
Praying that this dream won't leave us stranded
Oh! like glass my heart will break
Times are hard and mean, when

There's no water to put out the fire
When I'm on a street called desire
There's no water to put out the fire
On a street called desire
Desire!

His fuse is short and my temper's snappy
It's hot like a furnace but we're happy
Oh, the darkest side of heaven
Is where we've made our bed
Born to break the law of chance, young and reckless
Ooh, work comes slow, cash runs low, it gets hectic
But I love, want, and need him
Life's tough but sweet when

There's no water to put out the fire
On a street called desire
There's no water to put out the fire
On a street, oh, living on a street called desire
Water to put out the fire
On a street called desire
You tell me there's no water to put out the fire
On a street called desire

Desi-desi-desi-desi-desirrre!

Like glass my heart will break
Times are hard and mean when

There's no water to put out the fire
On a street called desire
There's no water to put out the fire
On a street, oh, living on a street called desire
Water, that can put out the fire
When I'm on a street called desire
There's no water, that can put out the fire
When I'm on a street called desire
There's no water, that can put out the fire
When I'm on a street called desire
There's no water, that can put out the fire
When I'm on a street called desire
There's no water, that can put out the fire
There's no water...

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