Текст (слова) песни «St. Tropez»

Roll up and smoke my sins away
I'd like to go to St. Tropez
Maybe I'll go, maybe I'll stay (maybe I'll stay)
She asked me if I'm scared to fly
To tell the truth, I'm terrified
I never been that high before
Very bad reason not to go
Terrible reason not to go

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid
He's on his way to Hollywood
He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid
He's on his way to Hollywood
Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid
He's on his way to Hollywood
He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid
He's on his way to Hollywood

Ay, from the door I showed you my scars
And I told you girl, "I won't lie-ie-ie"
If we at war, then this is a war that I can't afford, no I, I, I
I wanted more but that was before
Lord knows I'm torn, so I, I cry
From the corner of my eye, baby
It's been hard for me to smile-ile
Lately, it's been hard for me to smile-ile
Lately, it's been hard for me to smile-ile
Lately, it's been hard for me to smile

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(If you won't take me in your home)
(If you won't take me in your home)
(If you won't take me in your home)
(If you won't take me in your home)

He's on his way, he's bout to get paid
He's on his way to Hollywood
He's on his way, he's bout to get paid
He's on his way to Hollywood
Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid (if you won't take me in your home)
He's on his way to Hollywood
He's on his way, he's bout to get paid (if you won't take me in your home)
He's on his way to Hollywood