She's My Winona

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, whoa oh oh ohh
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, whoa oh oh ohh
Life’s just a pace-car on death, only less diligent
And when the two collide, it’s no coincidence
The lights are on and everybody’s home
Uh, uh, uh uh
The only thing suicidal here is the doors
We had a good run, even I have to admit
Life’s just a pace-car on death
Only less diligent
Hell or glory, I don’t want
Anything in between,
then came a
Baby boy with long eyelashes
And daddy said, «you gotta show the world the thunder»
Whoa oh oh, the thunder
Whoa oh oh, the thunder
Whoa oh oh, the thunder
Whoa oh oh oh ooh ooh ooh