Текст песни Diana Ross - Gimme A Pigfoot (And A Bottle Of Beer)
Diana Ross - Gimme A Pigfoot (And A Bottle Of Beer) слова песни
(W. Wilson) Up in Harlem every saturday nightWere the highbrows get together, just to writeThey all congregate at an allnite hackWhat they do is ooh papa dahOl` Hannah Brown, way cross townGets full of corn and starts brining `em downAnd at the break of dayYou can hear ol` Hannah sayGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me daddy, move right downI feel just like I wanna clownGive the piano player a drinkBecause he`s bringing me downHe`s got rhythm, when he stomps his feetHe moves me right off to sleepCheck all your razors and your gunsWe`re gonna be arrested when the wagon comesGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me `cause I don`t careI want a pigfoot and a bottle of ginSend me daddy, move right inFeel just like I wanna shopGive the piano player a drinkBecause he`s knocking me outHe`s got rhythm when he stomps his feetHe moves me right off to sleepCheck all your razors and your gunsWe`re gonna do the huckabuck until the rising sunGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of ginMove me `cause I don`t careI want a pigfoot and a bottle of beer