Jesse James (East L.A. Breeze 2006)

Текст песни Brazzaville - Jesse James (East L.A. Breeze 2006)

When he was runnin’ from the cops
He said, “Baby, I’m just 19
I’m as sexy as a ballerina in a magazine
Give me danger and a gun
You know I ain’t afraid of pain
I don’t wanna live your life
I wanna die like Jesse James”

I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James

I grew up in a little trailer
On the edge of town
My daddy used to beat me raw
He used to beat me down
And one thing that I learned
When I was barely 17
Was how to kill a full-grown man
When he was half asleep
‘Cause I wanna die like Jesse James

I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
So now I’m runnin’ from the cops
And, baby, I’m just 19
I’m as sexy as a ballerina on a TV screen
And I’m happy as a newborn baby
When he sees his mom
And I’m grateful to the bullet
That’s just about to take me home
‘Cause I wanna die like Jesse James

I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James
I wanna die like Jesse James