Bittersweet Motel Testo
Testo Bittersweet Motel
When the only tool you have is a hammer
Everything looks like a nail
And you're living, at the Bittersweet Motel
Halfway between Erie and Pittsburgh
ou're puttin' me through hell
On the highway, to the Bittersweet Motel
Everything looks like a nail
And you're living, at the Bittersweet Motel
Halfway between Erie and Pittsburgh
ou're puttin' me through hell
On the highway, to the Bittersweet Motel
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