| Lyrics: | Written by John Mellencamp
oow, hahaha ha
Well now to live in this
world
Sometimes you gotta get touch
I got me a bunch of boys when the going gets
rough
Someone to lean on when their calling my bluff
Someone to .....
Talking
about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who
died ??
Well now the boy wanna run out with the boys tonight
And the girls are on
the corner in a fashion show all right
I got their allmoter dead on my right
You better
get great protect on this cool old night
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R.
Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died ??
Well now, if there's
a moral to be told
Its just that, growin' up is to growin' old
And when the asses say
yeah, I'm doing all right
Well I got my bunch of boys, its Saturday night
Talking
about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who
died, yeah |
