Blue Drinks Songtext
von Tracey Nelson

I couldn′t pick a better brother
I couldn't pick a better son
Wouldn′t change a hair on your head
I don't call grandma back


I couldn't pick a better brother
I couldn′t pick a better son
You can′t fly if you haven't lept
I don′t shovel driveways

I don't shovel driveways
Precious angel don′t play guitar
Or make blue drinks anymore

I don't shovel driveways
Precious angel don′t play guitar
Or make blue drinks anymore