The Ballad Of Michael Valentine — текст песни (THE KILLERS)

Michael plays with stars

Soul Sister won`t you take a ride in his car

Late to call

When you wanted to be all

Baby don`t be so shy

Rock children hold your heads up high

In the night while I try

And tell the ballad of Valentine



You got it bad, but you know it`s true



I caught up with a friend in Dallas

We took a trip to New Orleans

Those black-eyed ladies

Won`t say they`re sorry



We finally caught a train to Memphis

Where everybody talks the same

Those blue suede babies

All know my name



And I said hold tight

Can`t you see it`s hurting me

But I`ve got the buzz

Like Marlon Brando

Michael Valentine, can`t we unite?



We ended up in North Dakota

Although my heart`s in Mexico

My ... (?)

All went to Soho



With your new suit, and your black tie

Hold on, you`re just a gambling man, all proper like

I broke to the right and I caught your eye

Shut your mouth and wave goodbye

Tonight, I ain`t gonna let you rain on this parade



And I said hold tight

Can`t you see it`s hurting me

But I`ve got the buzz

Like Marlon Brando

Straight faced with misery tonight



And I will not lie when I say I ain`t cold no more

But I`ve got the buzz

Like Greta Garbo

Walking forwards in the sun

And I`ve got a cold tale left to write



Well uh oh

I know he`s gonna be there tonight