Colombia
by Alexis Taylor
From the album: Paris In The Spring
Duration: 5:18
Lyrics for Colombia
All the cocaine in Colombia Couldn't make you come Couldn't make you come Couldn't make you come To me, to me, to me And it's a sad, sad sight All the scattered white debris All over 'Talking Book' Did that even get a look in As you danced around the room with glee All the MDMA from Manchester To Manchester, Tennessee Couldn't make you numb Couldn't make you numb To me, to me, to me And it's a sad sight That Stevie will never see As you will never come Running back to me To me, to me Couldn't make you come Couldn't make you come Couldn't make you come Back to me, to me, to me