Текст песни Elton John - (gotta Get) A Meal Ticket
Elton John - (gotta Get) A Meal Ticket слова песни
I can hound you if I need toSip your brandy from a crystal shoeIn the corner, in the cornerWhile the others climb reaching dizzy heightsThe world`s in front of me in black and whiteI`m on the bottom line, I`m on the bottom lineI`d have a cardiac if I had such luckLucky losers, lucky losers landing on skid rowLanding on skid rowWhile the Diamond JimsAnd the Kings road pimpsBreath heavy in their brand new clothesI`m on the bottom line, I`m on the bottom lineAnd I gotta get a meal ticketTo survive you need a meal ticketTo stay alive you need a meal ticketFeel no pain, no painNo regret, no regretWhen the line`s been signedYou`re someone elseDo yourself a favor, the meal ticket does the restShake a hand if you have toTrust in us and we will love you anyway, anywayDon`t leave us stranded in the jungleWith fifty percent that`s hard to handleAin`t that so, ain`t that so