Yello - Stella : Desert Inn
 

Yello



Stella



Desert Inn





I never meet her in the city



But believe me she is pretty



Six-hundred-fifty miles away



I meet my angel in the desert



In the desert I can meet her



Oh in the desert heat she makes me play







I'm not trying to be clever



I'm not getting there forever



Only flying with the wind and thee



I'm not trying to be late



Just becoming a slave



Come on angel, play the game







I'm not trying to be clever



I'm not getting there forever



Won't fight with the window on me



I'm not trying to be late



Just becoming a slave



Come on angel, play the game







She's never in the city



But the woman she's pretty



Six-hundred-fifty miles away



I meet my angel in the desert



In the desert I can meet her



In the desert heat she makes me pray







There is a race in your face