Pretenders - The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] Lyrics
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The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio']
The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] By Pretenders?
Said the wait child magic child work it on out now work it
The wait child pinball child pool hall child hurts The wait child pacing child forth back now hurts The wait child neon light late night lights hurt Oh gonna hurt some child child Gonna hurt some whoa my baby Said the wait child bruised ball child pride slapped child hurts The wait child crest felled child tear eyed child hurts The wait child bus stop child late come child hurts The wait child platform walk idle talk hurts Oh gonna hurt some child child Gonna hurt some whoa my baby I said child, child staring into the streetlight Messed up child lonely boy tonight Kick the wall turn the street and back again Oh boy you've been forgotten (repeat) I said the wait child pacing child forth and back now hurts The wait child bus stop child late come child hurts The wait child pool hall child pin table now hurts The wait child magic child work it on out now work it Oh gonna hurt some, child, child, child, child, child Gonna hurt some whoa my baby |
Who Wrote The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] By Pretenders?
Christine Hynde
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What's The Duration Of The The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] By Pretenders?The duration of The Wait [Re-Mastered for 'Pirate Radio'] is 3:33 minutes and seconds. |
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