Текст песни John Hiatt - The Negroes Where Dancing
John Hiatt - The Negroes Where Dancing слова песни
Little lover sittin in the corner with a former member of the jetsHe would write a letter to the editor about the little holes in her dressShe said oh, Im so boredHe said oh, tell me moreShe popped him on the dick until he got a little bigger then she just blew upShe grabbed him by the liver put his hands on her hips, said push my luckHe said oh, Im so scaredShe said oh, I dont careChorus:Just then the negros were dancingJust then backup singers backed upJust then the beat was entrancinJust then the negros were dancinA former member lit a cigarette said I bet you never get too muchLittle lover hit him on the shoulder, said you caught him thats ? ? ? ? I touchHe said oh, I confessShe said oh, Im not impressedThey gathered up all the fingerprints and put splints on all the broken bonesA former member lover to discover seven more overtonesHe said oh, my dearShe said oh, touch me hereChorus twice