Paroles de Coltrane

You sound like a broken record baby, 1973 Taught yourself to play the drums said it would set you free I’ve never been the type of woman to dance on others’ beats High heels, metallic shades, the duchess of these streets Everybody loves to see pretty people arguing Baby that’s just you and me, vinyl playing No one ever wants to see pretty people when they bleed Paint dripping like a Pollock, messed up all the colors Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Play me some Coltrane Keep it on replay So we don’t fade away Play me some Coltrane This is starting to sound old babe, where are all the hits? Thought we wrote them years ago, guess they could never stick You never were the type of player to mimic others’ beats Escaping with your mind, a misfit in these streets Everybody loves to see pretty people arguing Baby that’s just you and me, vinyl playing No one ever wants to see pretty people when they bleed Paint dripping like a Pollock, messed up all the colors Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Play me some Coltrane Keep it on replay So we don’t fade away Play me some Coltrane Everybody loves to see pretty people arguing Baby that’s just you and me, vinyl playing No one ever wants to see pretty people when they bleed Paint dripping like a Pollock You messed up all, you messed up all, you messed up all Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Play me some Coltrane Keep it on replay So we don’t fade away Play me some Coltrane