Koos Kombuis
Koos Kombuis - Everybody Wants You songtekst
Je score:
You wake up to the sound of a fax machine There's someone at the window checking out the scene The cellular is ringing. There are guests in the hall They are looking for a statement. They are looking for it all. Your manager is sueing you, your lawyer's out of town The press really suggests that you're nothing but a clown Your secretary's cracking up, she's got to have her fix And you're still blowing out your brains on Route 66 Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you Bloody Mary in the morning, Tequila Sunrise at night You're coughing and you're sniffing and you look a dreadful sight At you stumble from the courtroom with your coat around your face You're a superstar disaster and you're dying at a dreadful pace The nicotine is killing you, your finger's got the shakes And in an exclusive interview you will admit all your mistakes The doctor's got your body and The Devil's got your soul As your Momma used to tell you, "That's the price of rock 'n' roll" Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you You wake up to the sound of a fax machine There's someone at the window checking out the scene The cellular is ringing. There are guests in the hall They are looking for a statement. They are looking for it all. Everybody's talking about how good you used to play There's speculation about whether '87 was your hey day Your CD sales are dropping. Your producers is in bed With your wife who told the media you remind her of The Grateful Dead The Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead, The Grateful Dead Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you Yet there are times when it's still good to be a singer in a band When the hotel rooms are Heaven, and the girls not quite so bland The illusion will remain. The afterparty might explode Though the carnival is over, we're still rocking down that ragtime road Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you. Everybody needs you more and more Everybody wants you, but everybody isn't what you came here for Everybody wants you