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A bag full of stories, it's all I can I travelled a sink, 'cause that's how I we'll make it, maybe we won't But as as I play, I don't care if we don't
A bag of stories, tears of my life in music, my way to survive You may take my money, oh yes it all But you can't get my spirit, my music and
She me back the key to my front door girl said goodbye, never last one for sure I never bought her presents, I that it's bad I on the road, report was all she could get
sidney to rome, my mind's all alone I'm waiting, I'm From L.A. to colone, my all alone I'm waiting, I'm waiting to catch the bus
A bag of stories, it's all I have got But I'm not onhappy, oh no I am not out of a suitcase, but i like it a lot A bag full of stories, it's all I got
My life sucks, and I'm to blame I'm married to music, some say that's a It me to places, no tourist will find And even if I don't have the time, I'll remind
From sidney to rome, my mind's all I'm waitin', I'm From L.A. to colone, my all alone I'm waitin', I'm
sidney to rome, my mind's all alone I'm waitin', I'm L.A. to colone, my mind's all alone I'm waitin', I'm waitin' ... to the bus home To catch the bus