Gretchen Peters

		Название песни	текст	аккорды	табы
		Alberta don't you look good in the morning...
		All I want is a real fast car...
		Are you lonely, are you crying...
		Blue eyes and a crooked grin...
		C'mon c'mon c'mon We're gonna make it home tonight...
		Clue number one was when you knocked on my door...
		Driving down Trans-Canada One...
		Drove all night from new york city...
		Here I am - this is me...
		I don't wanna be no soldier...
		I like the smell of your perfume...
		I oughta be workin' - But I can't concentrate...
		I'm not the man you think I am...
		I'm ridin' in the back seat - nine years old...
		If you say up - I say down...
		Just when I thought I had it figured out...
		Like a message in a bottle, like a ship lost out at sea...
		Maybe I told you right from the start...
		One world, one flame...
		Ooh, this is a story 'bout Mary and Joe...
		She got the brains...
		She left her shoes out on the beach...
		She was the girl in the very front row...
		The biggest lie you ever told, your deepest fear by growing old...
		There was this girl i used to see...
		They say time is a healer...
		Was it some man, who didn't treat you right...
		We'll save ourselves a bottle, of California Red...
		We're always on the run these days...
		Well I got my life together...
		Well I'm just about ready to cash my chips...
		Well I'm wrapped around your finger...
		When you love some, you'll do anything...
		You need a man that'll treat you...

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