Woorden:
Kings Of Leon

Come on out and dance If you get the chance We're gonna spit on the rivals All I wanna know Is how far you wanna go Fighting for survival Underneath

I gotta notion to say what doesn't feel right Got an answer in your story today It gave me a sign that didn't feel right, no So don't knock it, don't

Running with the street lights Laughing at the grave He swears he's gonna give it up It's never gonna be enough I just wanna be there When you're all

I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see Painted faces fill the places I can't reach You know that I could use somebody You know that

It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the cut of your pretty gown Your come-on legs and your pantyhose You look so precious with your bloody

Got an attitude Thinking that he's always right Blowing smoke rings Making me wanna fight And then I look back At all the things I've ever done And then

Beneath the dance hall lights You see my girl so sound Lights up the ground If you give up New York I'll give you Tennessee The only place to be The

I got a friend Shows me all the good times Tells me I look better Shows me up and spits me out And then wants my eyes home And sings a song When I'm

Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound I know they're watching, they're watching All the commotion, the kiddie like play Has people talking, talking