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Grzegorz Turnau
Whitlams
Neil Sedaka
Mireille Mathieu

Backyard Babies - Bombed

I don´t care what you say `cause I´m born to lose
And I don´t give a damn if I´m a fool for you
Uh! Look out!

All messed up this time `cause I´ve been walking round with myself
I´m just a dead end cruiser didn´t mind to use it
Now it´s happened to me all over again

Somewhere deep inside there´s a neon sign
Tells me where to ride, man
When I´m bombed out of my mind

I was desperate for a place to put out my cigarette
I found love in the nick of time
And that is something that I really don´t have
I don´t care if I live or die, man

You wanna come with me
You wanna ride with me
You wanna blow this town
`Cause I ain´t got time to show you

All my secrets are buried down here
And I will show them if you want me to
A white night space rocket in sight
It´s so beautiful with valleys and heights

Somewhere deep inside there´s a neon sign
Tells me where to ride, man
When I´m bombed out of my mind

I was desperate for a place to put out my cigarette
I found love in the nick of time

I was desperate for a place to put out my cigarette
I found love in the nick of time

And that is something that I really don´t have
I don´t care if I live or die, man