Текст песни BOB DYLAN - On The Road Again
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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - On The Road Again
Well, I wake up in the morningThere's frogs inside my socksYour mama, she's a-hidin'Inside the iceboxYour daddy walks in wearin'A Napoleon Bonarparte maskThen you ask why I don't live here( )Honey, do you have to ask ?Well, I got to pet your monkeyI get a face full of clawsI ask who's in the fireplaceAnd you tell me Santa ClausThe milkman comes inHe's wearing a derby hatAnd you ask why I don't live hereHoney, how come you have to ask me that ?Well, I asked for something to eatI'm hungry as a hogSo I get brown rice, seaweedAnd a dirty hot dogI've got a holeWhere my stomach disappearedThen you ask why I don't live hereHoney, I gotta think you're really weird.Your grandpa's caneIt turns into a swordYour grandma prays to picturesThat are pasted on a boardEverything inside my pocketsYour uncle stealsAnd you ask me why I don't live hereHoney, I can't believe that you're for real.Well, there's fist fight in the kitchenThey're enough to make me cryThe mailman comes inEven he's gotta take a sideEven the butlerHe's got something to proveThen you ask me why I don't live hereHoney, how come you don't move ?