Letra de You Were Barefoot
You were barefoot roaming the streets Now I've got you, you need a chauffeurYou were barefoot picking up pennies Now I've got you, you ask for dollar billsYou were dirt poor gathering wild herbs Now I've got you, you need golden ringsI sentenced death to a thousand years in jail So you'd be free to spend time with meI rolled my dice and I got six and five The cops in the corner rolled me five by five