Текст песни Hightower Tony - Bar B Q
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There`s an old lady, she lives on my floor She broke her hip last spring, she don`t get out much anymore She`s up with all the phone in hosts Though she don`t care if she know `em And it was for her that I wrote this poem.I ain`t as old as I like to think I amSometimes I still get that lively feelingI wanna clean the house or run a mileOr try to jump up and slap the ceilingThrow the furniture across the roomSing to myself a little out of tuneTurn out the lights and hang a moon out the window at the neighborhood belowI sent a postcard to Jeopardy! Last yearIt`d be a good excuse to get down to L.A.I won a freezerful of beef on a phone-in showMy freezer`s full but give it time, y`knowWhen I`m on, my luck is out of sightBut I work hard and I do alrightSo let`s have a barbeque tonight at my house!If I sat down and counted my blessingsI`d be cheating if I got past two or threeSo If I seem a bit wierded out sometimesJust smile and nod and humour meAnd this is Louie the Mute, say hello to himAnd Maxie makes shoes out of soda strawsAnd that in the corner is Carlos;He`s got the biggest collection of bullwhips I bet you`ve ever seen!And who cares if our friendship is discreetOr if it`s mainly because of the meatCos I`m completely happy tonightWell, pretty close.(Hey Carlos, can I touch them?)