Текст песни George Harrison - Miss O`Dell
George Harrison - Miss O`Dell слова песни
I`m the only one down hereWho`s got nothing to sayAbout the warOr the riceThat keeps going astray on its way to Bombay.And the smog that keeps polluting up our shoresIs boring me to tears.Why don`t you call me, Miss O`Dell?I`m the only one down here Who`s got nothing to fearFrom the wavesOr the nightThat keeps rolling on right up to my front porch.The record player`s broken on the floor,And Ben, he can`t restore it.Miss O`Dell.I can tell youNothing newHas happened since I last saw you.And I`m the only one down hereWho`s got nothing to say About the hipOr the dopeOr the cat with most hope to fill the Fillmore.And your pushing, shoving, ringing on my bellIs not for me tonight.So, won`t you call me, Miss O`Dell?Won`t you call me, Miss O`Dell?