neaglad

And konstantine is walking down the stairs
Doesn't she look good, standing in her underwear
And I was thinking, what I was thinking
We've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere

My konstantine came walking down the stairs
and all that I could do was touch her long, blonde hair
And I've benn thinking, It hurts me thinking
that these nights when we were drinking
No they never got us anywhere, no

Maybe you could keep me up in bed my konstantine