Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ladies from Houston , by - A. Savage. Release date: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ladies from Houston , by - A. Savage. Ladies from Houston |
| When the night sun stops tryin' |
| If it dims without fightin' |
| In a chorus of midnight |
| Dark flowers from the shadows |
| Like the ladies from Houston |
| Walk into my house |
| Drink coffee and talk softly |
| Drink wine and speak loud |
| Back at me |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| Now that I’ve |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| Thirty years paid in disdain |
| As I rented the room |
| That my ghost became |
| Yeah she raised me like I was her own flesh and blood |
| And she came when I cried and I wasn’t embarrassed |
| Well I knew enough Spanish to interpret eschew |
| As an on confrontation when it’s quickly removed and lifted |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| I have got a full ring of keys again |
| Time is a feral cat’s prowl |
| Blind and lost to the faith |
| Without fear or doubt |
| Sig stepped in the quicksand |
| And it’s not like you think |
| Sig waited with commitment |
| But he didn’t start sinking |
| Said, «I'd fallen in line, and a few times in love |
| And I’ve raised my voice at folks, I thought I was above |
| Like a fool.» |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| Now that I’ve |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| Scratching glyphs into the glass |
| Of the men’s room mirror |
| To reflect my wrath |
| Uncle Marty was troubled |
| At least that’s what I heard |
| And now he’s dead or in prison |
| He’s gone but not missin' |
| But I remember the birthmark |
| The speedy tattoo |
| And the words that he chose |
| And the way his lips moved to make them |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| I’ve got a full ring of keys again |
| Nothing lies further from truth |
| Than the words from the one |
| Who says solace soon |
| What’s the purpose if there is one? |
| For this televised demon? |
| But a sadness I feel |
| When he pollutes the screen |
| Pour the beer in the fridge |
| Which has halfway been tasted |
| That I put to my lips so it doesn’t get wasted or drank |
| Got a full ring of keys again |
| I’ve got a full ring of keys again |
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