James Gandolfini

Arm hanging out a red Suburban What a classic kind of nonsense and a stunning type of nervous American gold at its glowing point It's a tragic bunch of men, that's kinda the tragic point I wish I looked more like James Gandolfini And I bet you'd calm down, you'd calm down when you'd see me If I looked more like James Gandolfini Well, I bet you'd calm down, you'd calm down when you'd see me James Gandolfini, James Gandolfini I wonder what's behind that curtain What a classic intuition, what a smile with a burden Satirical gold at its tipping point We're a tragic bunch of men, there's no two sides to this coin I wish I looked more like James Gandolfini And I bet you'd calm down, you'd calm down when you'd see me If I looked more like James Gandolfini Yeah, I bet you'd calm down, you'd calm down when you'd see me James Gandolfini, James Gandolfini James Gandolfini James Gandolfini James Gandolfini James Gandolfini