Jerry Leger & The Situation - Red City Lyrics

Hey, fortune teller how do you make me?
An uncertain poet of need?
An infamous prisoner on a road oh too long
Where Red City is all I see

Give me a morning with clovers
A good luck girl for my dreams
A golden watch with hard working hands
Fortune teller, find something good to read

Oh me, oh me
Oh, you may be
Oh me, oh me, oh me
Oh me, me, you may be

She read my palm
She looked at my cards
She asked her friends with the same abilities
Oh, please, please, please Give him peace

Oh me, oh me
Oh, you may be
Oh me, oh me, oh me
Oh me, me, you may be

She read my palm
She looked at my cards
She asked her friends with the same abilities
Oh, please, please, please Give him peace

Oh me, oh me
Oh, you may be
Oh me, oh me, oh me
Oh me, me, you may be