Ice blue heart, cover by Illa de Freedonia
She came onto him like a slow movin‘ cold front His beer was warmer than the look in her eyes She sat on a stool, he said, „What do you want?“ She said, „Give …
She came onto him like a slow movin‘ cold front His beer was warmer than the look in her eyes She sat on a stool, he said, „What do you want?“ She said, „Give …