Gene Pitney
Gene Pitney - MECCA songtekst
Je score:
I live on the west side, She lives on the east side of the stree-ee-eet And though they say That east is east And west is west And never the twain shall meet Each morning I face her window And pray that our love can be 'Cause that brownstone house where my baby lives Is Mecca (Mecca, Mecca, Mecca) Mecca (Mecca, Mecca) to me-e-e-e-e-e. Oh she's my dream goddess And her ruby lips are so divine And though her folks say We're too young to know of love I worship at her shrine Each morning I face her window And pray that our love can be 'Cause that brownstone house where my baby lives Is Mecca (Mecca, Mecca, Mecca) Mecca (Mecca, Mecca) to me-e-e-e-e-e. Each morning I face her window And pray that our love can be 'Cause that brownstone house where my baby lives Is Mecca (Mecca, Mecca, Mecca) Mecca (Mecca, Mecca) to me-e-e-e-e-e.