Hell no
I can't complain about my problems
I'm OK the way things are
I pull my stool up to the bar
At Horace And Pete's
Sometimes I wonder
Why do we tear ourselves to pieces?
I just need some time to think
Or maybe I just need a drink
At Horace And Pete's.
Horace And Pete
Paul Simon - New York Is My Home Lyrics
Paul Simon - New York Is My Home Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Hell no
I can't complain about my problems
I'm OK the way things are
I pull my stool up to the bar
At Horace And Pete's
Sometimes I wonder
Why do we tear ourselves to pieces?
I just need some time to think
Or maybe I just need a drink
At Horace And Pete's.
Horace And Pete
I can't complain about my problems
I'm OK the way things are
I pull my stool up to the bar
At Horace And Pete's
Sometimes I wonder
Why do we tear ourselves to pieces?
I just need some time to think
Or maybe I just need a drink
At Horace And Pete's.
Horace And Pete
