Lirieke:
The Drifters Adorable

once or twice And soon you'll be mine alone, you adorable one (Adorable, dorable, dorable, dorable baby) Adorable, dorable, dorable, dorable baby Adorable, dorable, dorable, dorable baby Adorable

Do you see him coming? Did you hear that cries? Of the holy, scary drifter with fire in his eyes? Look around, he's coming back for you Feel the wind