Текст песни Lou Reed - Coney Island Baby
Lou Reed - Coney Island Baby слова песни
You know, man, when I was a young man in high schoolYou believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coachAnd all those older guysThey said he was mean and cruel, but you knowWanted to play football for the coachThey said I was to little too light weight to play line-backerSo I say Im playing right-endWanted to play football for the coachcause, you know some day, manYou gotta stand up straight unless youre gonna fallThen youre gone to dieAnd the straightest dudeI ever knew was standing right for me all the timeSo I had to play football for the coachAnd I wanted to play football for the coachWhen youre all alone and lonelyIn your midnight hourAnd you find that your soulIts been up for saleAnd you begin to think boutAll the things that youve doneAnd you begin to hateJust bout everythingBut remember the princess who lived on the hillWho loved you even though she knew you was wrongAnd right now she just might come shining throughAnd the -- glory of love, glory of loveGlory of love, just might come throughAnd all your two-bit friendsHave gone and ripped you offTheyre talking behind your back saying, manYoure never going to be no human beingAnd you start thinking againbout all those things that youve doneAnd who it was and what it wasAnd all the different things you made every different sceneAhhh, but remember that the city is a funny placeSomething like a circus or a sewerAnd just remember different people have peculiar tastesAnd the -- glory of love, the glory of loveThe glory of love, might see you throughYeah, but now, nowGlory of love, the glory of loveThe glory of love, might see you throughGlory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of loveGlory of love, glory of loveGlory of love, now, glory of love, nowGlory of love, now, now, now, glory of loveGlory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you throughOh, my coney island baby, now(Im a coney island baby, now)Id like to send this one out for lou and rachelAnd all the kids and p.s. 192Coney island babyMan, Id swear, Id give the whole thing up for you