When I grew up, I left by, by the trains looking at them
Day by day, hoping to get on, get on my way of never coming back
And I knew then, one day, I will follow these tracks like a spitter
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter
Better, better
I walked a long, long road, for a longing, for just one dream
Sold my heart and soul, my nicest pair of boots
Lost my papers, and lost myself, my self-respect
To find out there are so many, to lose and to say
That I was better
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet
Twenty-four times I was twenty-two
Drunk a bottle of red just like rain
Found a sweetheart who had me out of blue
My lips replayed in my face
With a bottleneck
...
That I was better
...
That I was better
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter
A kiss could be so sweet, I've got a tax and some eyes for a girl
I'll never meet like a spitter