he thought he was hopeless You see him a lot these days On the cover of this, on the back of that Looking a hundred different ways. Louis, you have money Louis
译文: 在诺士. 路易斯.
Don't hold your tongue this time It's tied up on what you left behind Just like the morning gale, falls as she's on fire She hopes for something different
译文: 罗切斯特. 圣路易斯精神.
