Текст песни Jimmy Buffett - When Salome Plays The Drum
Jimmy Buffett - When Salome Plays The Drum слова песни
When salome plays the drumBy: jimmy buffett1981For salome, freddo and clauvisWhen salome plays the drumCrowd goes deaf and dumbSwept up by dark sensationsPartially the heatMore so its the beatShe moves in syncopationGazelle on the runSkirts slit past her thighBoys let out a sighThe beat begins to quickenCrowd ascends the stairsClimbin on the chairsThe plot begins to thickenPhasers on stunChorus:Take them to the carnival (take them to the carnival)Let them hear the congaTonight the tempo feels so rightTomorrow may be wrong-a(instrumental)Gendarme close her downMake her leave the townShe caught the flight to rioNothin to sayWavin from the planePourin pink champagneShe toasts her loyal trioIt was a lucrative stayOoh take them to the carnival (take them to the carnival)Let them hear the congaTonight the tempo feels so rightTomorrow may be wrong-aOh wont you take them to the carnival (take them to the carnival)Let them play for hoursTonight the weather feels so rightTomorrow (tomorrow) feels like showers- notes:Gut string guitar by barry chance