โหลดเพลง mp3 Little Amsterdam (Live "Bootleg" Version-Manchester) - Tori Amos

Little Amsterdam - Tori Amos
Little Amsterdam In a southern town

Hominy get it on your plate girl
Momma keep your head down

Momma wasn't my bullet

Don't take me back to the range

I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain
Don't take me back to the range back to the range

Girl you got to know these days

Which side your on

Mm dadada a da da da a
Momma got shit
She loved a brown man

Then she built a bridge in the sheriff's bed
She'd do anything to save her man

You see her olives they are cold pressed
And her best friend is a sun dress
But momma

It wasn't my bullet

Don't take me back to the Range back to the range

I'm just comin' out of the cell in my brain
Don't take me back to the Range back to the range

Girl you got to know these days

Nanananana

All alone
Got a girl in the city
Hey got a room and a place for two

Got a goat and a phone I said boy
You are my fifth avenue

Round and a round and a round I go
Round and a round this time for keeps
Round and a round and a round I go

Round and a round this time for keeps

Father only you can save my soul
And playing that organ must count for something

Girl you got to know these days

Little amsterdam
Shut down today

They buried her with a butter bean bouquet
And the sheriff now can't ride away

Like he said into the sunset
And I won't say
He shouldna paid

But momma

It wasn't my bullet