Текст песни Jethro Tull - Like A Tall Thin Girl
Jethro Tull - Like A Tall Thin Girl слова песни
Well, I don`t care to eat out in smart restaurants.
I`d rather do a Vindaloo: take away is what I want.
I was down at the old Bengal, having telephoned a treat
when I saw her framed in the kitchen door.
She looked good enough to eat.
(And I mean eat.)
She was a tall thin girl.
She looked like a tall thin girl.
She said, ``Whose is this carry-out?``
My face turned chilli red.
Well, I don`t know about carrying out,
but you can carry me off to bed.
(And I mean bed.)
She was a tall thin girl.
She moved like a tall thin girl.
Maybe I can fetch for it,
and maybe I can stretch for it.
I may not be a fat man and I`m not exactly small
but when it all comes down, couldn`t stand my ground.
This girl was tall.
(And I mean tall.)
Big boy Doane, he`s a drummer. Don`t play no tambourine
but he`s Madras hot on the bongo trot,
if you know just what I mean.
Stands six foot three in his underwear;
going to get him down here and see
if this good lady`s got a little sister `bout the same size as me.
She was a tall thin girl.
She looked like a tall thin girl.
Well, can I fetch for it?
Well, maybe I can stretch for it?
Well, am I up for it? Or do I have to go down for it?