Evening Raga - Peter Case

It's heavenly blue must be centuries old The steering wheel's made of solid gold You don't even want to know how much it cost No matter where you drive it you c

She kept on talking 'bout the colors of night Though she's long gone I still remember her name She died so young and it didn't seem right She always used to tal

But it's too late it's too late You sweat her and I ain't talkin 'bout a Coogi You a big L and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J See me at the airport at least 20 Lou