Текст песни Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers - Blue Sunday

She took a rolled-up twenty Out of her pocket And paid for my cigarrettes We were friends at first sight In the 7-Eleven light She said, "Here, let me cover it" And I rode shotgun all that night She drove, and never made a sound I asked if there was anything wrong She said, "Nothin' worth talking about" It's a blue Sunday Down the interstate Yeah a blue Sunday Blue, with shades of gray Her backseat could've been a hotel I slept for a thousand years Every now and then she'd laugh out loud for no reason I pretended not to hear And rolled my jacket up under my head And stretched my body out Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's bloodhounds But I ain't gonna worry now It's a blue Sunday Down the interstate Yeah a blue Sunday Blue, with shades of gray A blue Sunday We never met before It's a blue Sunday When it's time to leave you go
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