Besedila: ZZ Top. Rhythmeen. My Mind Is Gone.

Yeah
I have to go to my parole boy
Rememberin' who I am
One thing else I don't enjoy is
Forgetting her monogram
She electrifies my physical mass
She really turns me on

My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)
My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)

She quite simply wrecks me
She just tears me apart
She screws me up and skewers me
She made it quite an art
She guts me like a hollow point
She really turns me on

My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)
My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)

Yea, Billy
I know what you mean

It's a smell of the dress
Made my mind a mess
It's her chokin' throat ugh
Really gets my goatee, Amen and oh
Yes, indeed
She makes my head and heart bleed
Been so long since I knocked some off

My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)
Yea, my mind is gone
(Mind is gone)
My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)
My mind is gone
(Mind is gone)
Tell me about it