Текст песни Jimmy Buffett - Twelve Volt Man
Jimmy Buffett - Twelve Volt Man слова песни
Twelve volt manBy: jimmy buffett1983For "nez" and baja bill at alphonsinosI never got a grip on penmanshipCould never make the small "ls" flowSeldom found the trick to arith-a-meticThree plus two be faux, pasBut ask for some palm treesOr tales from the south seasAnd I just might turn your headI never had the clout to knock one outBut hitting was the name of my gameStanding on third as the coaches conferredClose to my first claim to fameJust give me the steal signAnd Ill make home plate mineAnd I just might turn some headsSometimes I may get a little drasticSometimes I just let my feelins showSometimes I may be a bit sarcasticMost times thats the way the story goes(instrumental)Now I now this joe down in mexicoHe went there to work on his tanFor years hes been plugged into blenders and songsThey call him the twelve volt manHe dont need no charge cardJust give him a die hardAnd hell makes sparks fly round your headOh just ask for some palm treesOr tales from the south seasAnd Ill make sparks fly round your headround your headIn your headIn your headIn your headIn your headIn your headIn your headIn your head...- notes:Background vocals: timothy b. schmit