Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play. For my heart is cold with pain. Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine. And fill my glass up again.
Put some money in the jukebox and let it play. For my heart is cold with its pain. Take the cork from the bottle of a warm red wine. And fill my glass up, again.
Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play. 'Cause my heart is loaded with pain. Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine. And fill my glass up again.
It's a pleasure to reject for pleasure. Light all your cassettes on fire. It's a measure to protect. This birthday present from distress. . It's a pleasure to reject the hide-and-go-seek.
Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play. For my heart is so cold with pain. Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine. And fill my glass up again.