Текст песни cowboy junkies - Floorboard Blues, слова песни cowboy junkies

Текст песни cowboy junkies - Floorboard Blues

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Look under his floorboards, mama,I dont trust his silly grinHes got a beat-up rambler, nebraska plates,And I aint getting inI dont like the way his pinky ringPicks up the dashboard lightOr his short little piggy fingersOr the way his belt is cinched too tightCheck under his floorboards, mama,I dont like his suggestive toneThe way his words drip from his mouthAs he asks can I take you home? I dont care how many miles I got,I think Id rather walk them aloneThan to sit in the back seatAs his eyes in the mirrorReduce me to flesh and boneCheck under his floorboards, mama,cause that razors not just a threat to meHell be slicing tiny crescents from your heart,Without laying a sweaty palm to your cheekDont accuse me of running scared,Listen to what Im sayingIts a fucked up ol world, but this ol girlWell, she aint giving in

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