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The 88 - Текст песни How Good It Can Be
With the cops on your lips it's a holy routine
 If you'd stop all your trips you could see what I mean
 I forgot not to slip 'bout you're under 18
 You had it in your hands, had it in your hands
 You had it in your hands, had it in your hands
 your hands, oh oh hoo
 Leave it up to me
 It's a known disease
 Keep it in your fleece
 Don't worry about the custom police, don't
 I'll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
 But you got no relief from the pain in your head
 And it's hollow and greased and it says that you're dead
 But you make fun and tease and the things that you said
 They always stab your back, always stab your back...
 They always stab your back, always stab your back
 Your back, oh ho hoo
 Leave it up to me
 It's a known disease
 Keep it in your fleece
 Don't worry about the custom police, don't
 I'll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
 They always stab your back, always stab your back...
 They always stab your back, always stab your back
 Your back, ouh ho hoo
 Leave it up to me
 It's a known disease
 Keep it in your fleece
 Don't worry about the custom police, don'tThe 88 - How Good It Can Be - http://ru.motolyrics.com/the-88/how-good-it-can-be-lyrics.html
 I'll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
 But you got no relief from the pain in your head
 And it's hollow and greased and it says that you're dead
 But you make fun and tease and the things that you said
 They always stab your back, always stab your back...
 They always stab your back, always stab your back
 Your back
 Leave it up to me
 It's a known disease
 Keep it in your fleece
 Don't worry about the custom police, don't
 I'll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
 Leave it up to me
 It's a known disease
 Keep it in your fleece
 Don't worry about the custom police, don't
 I'll tell you just how good it can be, this lazy summer
 But you got no relief from the pain in your head
 And it's hollow and greased and it says that you're dead
 But you make fun and tease and the things that you said
 They always stab your back, always stab your back...
 They always stab your back, always stab your back
 Your back
 Leave it up to me
 It's a known disease
 Keep it in your fleece
 Don't worry about the custom police, don't
 I'll tell you just how good it can be
 And I've been holding out for love ever since I had a heart



















