Testo di 'Roulette' di Red Hot Chili Peppers

The college years were lean, well
Coming out but maybe
Not so clean my love

And if I stay much longer
My feelings for you
They might get much stronger now

A Motorola come
Sleep your way into
A deep diploma girl

At the dormitory
You come to pour me
One of your best stories, girl

And I feel your face getting wet
Like the color red of roulette
And I place my losing bet
On your side
And I see your eyes of regret
But you gave as good as you get
Like the Massachusetts threat
Running wild

A pair of dirty jeans
That you would wash
Inside my brass machine

Laying on your mattress
A thing of beauty
We would need more practice now

Hall and Oates were singing
The funny notes
That you were always bringing, girl

And elevator's closing
Hard to hide
When love is so exposing

And I feel your face getting wet
Like the color red of roulette
And I place my losing bet
On your side
And I see your eyes of regret
But you gave as good as you get
Like the Massachusetts threat
Running wild

When I drove her
To Villanova
Light me up when you decide

The stark aroma
Of your Tacoma
A tiny box where we reside

Battle tasted
A life invested
Dully noted and denied

Fully loaded
Space encoded
A quiet night out in the sky

Your stack of lies was daunting
A tribute to your mind
But way more haunting

A talking psycho killer
Betrayed the heads
Of even Henry Miller

Conspiracy's a theory
I wonder, Tim
If this could be your Leary

She acts like Marlon Brando
Born online inside
The San Fernando