Текст песни Debbie Gibson - Don`t Rain On My Parade
Debbie Gibson - Don`t Rain On My Parade слова песни
Don`t tell me not to live just sit and putterLife`s candy and the sun`s a ball of butterDon`t bring around a cloud to rain on my paradeDon`t tell me not to fly I`ve simply got toIf someone takes a spillIt`s me and not youWho told you you`re allowed to rain on my paradeCHORUS:I`ll march my band outI`ll beat my drumAnd if I`m fanned outYour turn at bat sirAt least I didn`t fake itHat sir, I guess I didn`t make itBut whether I`m the rose of sheer perfectionOr freckle on the nose of life`s complexionThe cinder or the shiny apple of its eyeI gotta fly once, I gotta try onceOnly can die once, right sir?Love is juicy, juicy and you seeI`ve got to have my bite sirGet ready for me love cause I`m a comerI`ve simply got to march my heart`s a drummerDon`t bring around a cloud to rain on my paradeI`m gonna live and live nowGet what I want I know howOne roll for the whole shebangOne throw that bell will go clangEye on the target and whamOne shot, one gunshot and bamHey Mr. Arnstein, here I am!CHORUSGet ready for me love cause I`m a comerI`ve simply got to march my heart`s a drummerNobody, no nobody is gonna rain on my parade