Текст песни Ben Folds Five - The Last Polka
Ben Folds Five - The Last Polka слова песни
Well, she crept back in the house at half past threeShook her head to see him snoring in his sleepIf you really loved me she saidI wouldn`t have to be so meanHe`s a heap of junk that pours from his top drawerSometimes likes to spread it out around the floorIt`s evidence of what he was likeHe likes to remember when...(chorus):Sha la la, sha la la lo liThe end is growing nearWe`re treading water now And holding back our tearsAnd the day is risingWe`re sinking sha la la lo liIn a minute it will all be coming downAnd they know it now but no one makes a soundSuch a shame to ruin this bright Lazy summer day...My my, the cruelest lies are often told without a word My my, the kindest truths are often spoken, never heardShe said, "You`ve been pushing me like I was a sore tooth.You can`t respect me `cause I`ve done so much for you."He said, "Well I hate that it`s come to thisBut baby I was doing fine. How do you think That I survived the other 25 before you?"