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They're waking up Maria because everybody's got someplace else to go She makes a little motion with her head Rolls over and says she going to sleep for a couple minutes more I said "I'm sorry" to Maria for all the cold-hearted things I had done I said I'm sorry by now, at least once, to just about everyone. She says "I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do today, it just slips my mind what I'm supposed to say." We're getting older and further out of the way Well you look in to her eyes and its more than your heart will allow Because in August and everything after, you get a little then you expected somehow Well I stumbled avenue just as the sun began to rise And I walked across the lawn to the cathedral and laid down in the shadow of St. Mary's in the sky I'm just one of these late model children waiting for the king Well there ain't no sign of Elvis in Pittsburgh baby It's just me, and I'm doing this rock and roll things And she says she wants to be just like me And I want every damn thing I can see One day your daddy's little angel The next day you're everything he wanted you to be They dress you up in white satin and give you your very own pair of wings Because in August and Everything after, I'm after everything. Well I got my reservations and I got my electric guitar I got the number of a girl who lives down the street So when I'm lonely I never have to go very far Letras de cancionesI got this nasty little habit of peeking down the shirts of all the little girls As they pass me by And I wonder when it all catches up to me, and they finally bring me down Did you think I was going to cry Well I've already got my disease So take your fuckin' filthy hands off of me I hope you don't expect me to be crucified The best that they can do is just to hang me from the nearest tree. From Letras Mania