Arabian shieks and money, up in the sky
Now I don't mind, a bloodbath
When I've got oil, on my breath
[?] eye to eye
Houston is hot tonight
My brain is tired of the wind
Chicago winters, just do me in
They've got a moon man, on the telephone
Project X, hey, Houston control
[?] eye to eye, Houston
It's like, what's happening?
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
No comments:
Post a Comment