Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin - Travel Song lyrics

Cannot take a trip till our bodies rest on a Catsk** island shore Travel out west, our futures last Only two weeks at a time 'Cause we're just held together by calendars and s** Daily papers and a pack of cigarettes Try to understand she's a goddess of someplace we just left Try to understand she's got problems, son She's got problems you can't stand 'Cause we're just held together by calendars and s** Daily papers and a pack of cigarettes By the beach near your heart