Don Henley lyrics

I met a frenchman in a field last night he was out there with an easel painting carnival light. he said, " I used to paint the Princess, I used to paint the frogs. Now I paint moustaches on dangerous dogs. Sometimes it's a country Sometimes it's a girl you know everybody got to have a purpose in this world You Yankees are so silly about matters of the heart Don't you know that women are the only works of art?" (Chorus) And you're drivin' with your eyes closed you're drivin' with your eyes closed you're drivin' with your eyes closed and you're gonna hit somethin' but that's the way it goes some guys were born to ramble some guys breathe bubble air Some guys just got to go and put their rockets everywhere you can breed 'em by the thousands you can check 'em, you can train just look at all those poor dogs that are dragged down by the Seine How many arrows must I shoot into the blue? ahh you little maniac, I'm crazy over you so before the death of lovers and the punishment of pride Let's go scrape on the Terrazzo, it's just too hot outside. (Chorus) (just listen to me.. talk talk talk'n talk talk talk sweet talk talk talk tough talk talk talk [unintellegible] talk talk talk walk 'n talk talk talk me talk talk talk baby talk kiss kiss kiss me baby) ( talk talk talk'n talk talk talk smooth talk talk talk muddy talk talk talk back talk talk talk small talk talk talk heavy talk talk talk peace talk talk talk bull shit) Get This Ringtone

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