מילים לשיר Ghost Of A Chance – Primitive Radio Gods

Sister Soul came to see me, and she made no amends On the air, Sunday's midnight, Sister Soul understands
Lady `Day she sings
Radio station plays Mr. John Coltrane's Favourite Things
Pull the shades, let it rain all day
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you
Beautiful stranger, now it's just me and you Brush the dust off the needle, put it deep in the groove
Pull the shades, let it rain all day Radio station plays Mr. Miles Davis' kind of Blue
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you
And I know it's true Sarah Vaughan lingers on, but the black coffee's gone
Cold and gray, it's gonna rain all day
But I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you now
With you now.with you now.with you now.
And I hate to say goodbye Submitted by Michael Hack.