Текст песни dada - Posters
dada - Posters слова песни
She was sixteen going on fiftyI`m not quite sure exactlywhat that meansBut her speakers screamed Sinatraand the ZombiesHer hair hung red around herripped blue jeansShe said she was Jim MorrisonincarnateA psychic on La Brea told her soShe asked me if I ever read LolitaShe took my hand and lead me toher doorAnd she said ...Let`s go to my roomI`ll show my postersLet`s go to my roomI`ll show you I`m a loverShe locked the door behind meShe lit a candleThen blew it out said the moonwould do just fineThe lizard king and T. Rex for wallpaperAbove her bed hung aNo-Parking signShe asked me if I liked herdecoratorAs she stripped behind a wall ofraining beadsI woke up with her pillow and herdiaryShe took her bath as I began toreadAnd she said ...Let`s go to my roomI`ll show you my postersLet`s go to my roomI`ll show you I`m a lover