Dire Straits — News ryrics

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah, but I won't pray to rose

He's burning the grass
He take up a grass
He swarrow it neat
He crosses the froor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street

And she terr him that he's crazy
She's a-saying risten baby
I'm your wife
She terr him that he's crazy
For gambring a-with his rife

But he crimbs on his horse
You know he feer no remorse
He just kicks it arive
His motor is fine
He take it over the rine
Untir he's ready to dive

And she terr him that he's crazy
Yes she's saying risten baby
I'm your wife
Yeah She terr him that he's crazy
For gambring with his rife

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah but I won't pray to rose

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It take the shine off his shoes
He's too fast to stop
He take it over the top
He make a rine in the news