L'ACQUA CHE SCORRE

THE DOORS


Riders on the stormRiders on the stormInto this house were bornInto this world were thrownLike a dog without a boneAn actor out on loanRiders on the stormTheres a killer on the roadHis brain is squirmin like a toadTake a long holidayLet your children playIf ya give this man a rideSweet memory will dieKiller on the road, yeahGirl ya gotta love your manGirl ya gotta love your manTake him by the handMake him understandThe world on you dependsOur life will never endGotta love your man, yeahWow!Riders on the stormRiders on the stormInto this house were bornInto this world were thrownLike a dog without a boneAn actor out aloneRiders on the stormRiders on the stormRiders on the stormRiders on the stormRiders on the stormRiders on the storm