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Ian Hunter All Of The Good Ones Are Taken

Get your son, young 'n' dumb Give him a gun, make him run Hot stuff on a Saturday night Wait a minute this ain't right It's that same old story Talkin

Captain to Candida, we just hit earth Everyone's strange here, don't know what they're worth Got this idea, we're gonna be machines We'll play a part

the good All o' the good ones are taken" I said, "All of the good All o' the good ones are taken" All of the good All o' the good ones are taken All

off, you surely can't be serious Every time I see you I just can't believe you go below ridiculous All those days I spent starin' at your wilderness All

Traitor, traitor, traitor, traitor Traitor, you don't know your mind It says hi, you walk straight by Missing person, you can't take A look in your book

Oversettelse: Ian Hunter. All Of The Good Ones Are Taken.