Can't get enough of sweet cocain,
Get enough of Mary Jane.
Going back to where I came
from,
Going to roll 'em back home
again,
Over the hill,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
I've been worried about my
babies,
Been worried about my wife.
There's just one place for
a man to be
When he's worried about his
life.
I'm going home,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Well I'm going away to leave
you,
Going to leave you in disgrace.
I got nothing in my favour;
The rain in my face.
I'm going home,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill,
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Marco Giunco |
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