Lời đăng bởi: giangphanpr
Ricky was a young boy, he had a heart of stone, lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone.
Just barely out of school, came from the edge of town, fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down.
He had no money, ooh. No good at home. He walked the streets a soldier
And he fought the world alone. And now it's...
Eighteen and life you got it. Eighteen and life you know. Your crime is time and it's.
Eighteen and life to go. Eighteen and life you got it. Eighteen and life you know.
Your crime is time and it's. Eighteen and life to go
Tequila in his heartbeat, his veins burned gasoline, it kept his motor runnin', but he never kept it clean.
They say he loved adventure, Ricky's the wild on. He married trouble, had a courtship with a gun
Bang, bang! Shoot 'em up the party never ends. You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend
And now it's...
"Accidents will happen". They all heard Ricky say. He fired his six-shot to the wind. That child blew a child away.
