Letra de Broken Bones - Mark Knopfler
Letra de canci�n de Broken Bones de Mark Knopfler lyrics
She likes a man with a broken nose
Lucky for me, I suppose
Shots coming in like the monthly bills
Soon they�ll be saying I�m over the hill
Well the bell goes clang and you�re on your own
You take your medicine and go home
You take it like a man, on the chin
And you don�t make a fuss when the towel comes in
Now let me go home, got to lay in ice
And I don�t want to hear no more advice
Just give me my clothes
Get me out of this place
How many more stitches in my face?
Those broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
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He had the punch lines, I was the joke
Every shot felt like something broke
It was all much more than a man should stand
And I finally went down to a big right hand
Now let me go home, got to lay in ice
And I don�t want to hear no more advice
Just give me my clothes
Get me out of this place
How many more stitches in my face?
Those broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Lucky for me, I suppose
Shots coming in like the monthly bills
Soon they�ll be saying I�m over the hill
Well the bell goes clang and you�re on your own
You take your medicine and go home
You take it like a man, on the chin
And you don�t make a fuss when the towel comes in
Now let me go home, got to lay in ice
And I don�t want to hear no more advice
Just give me my clothes
Get me out of this place
How many more stitches in my face?
Those broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/broken-bones-mark-knopfler.php
He had the punch lines, I was the joke
Every shot felt like something broke
It was all much more than a man should stand
And I finally went down to a big right hand
Now let me go home, got to lay in ice
And I don�t want to hear no more advice
Just give me my clothes
Get me out of this place
How many more stitches in my face?
Those broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home
Broken bones, you pick �em up and carry �em
Broken bones, you carry �em home