hand Oh, you're so down home girl I'm with you baby You're so down home Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight You're so down home girl
hand Oh, you're so down home girl I'm with ya baby You're so down home Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight You're so down home girl
Oh, you're so down home girl I'm with ya baby You're so down home Ow! Yeah, too much Outta sight You're so down home girl
Vertimas: Rolling Stones. Down Home Girl.
with me and I'll take you home No need to pack a bag Who put your life in the danger zone? You running dropping like a rolling stone No need to pack
're stone-cold munchin' Music comes on people start to dance But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants A girl starts walking guys start gawking Sits down
the things I do girl, I'll put in my while I'll be the man that will spoil you with diamonds galore A ring with the stone, a child in a home, girl When
one summer day Drivin' down the streets along the bay My girls' hair's blowin' in the breeze Her skin's gettin' tanned 'cause it's 90 degrees I took her home
the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone
