Текст песни Marc Bolan and T. Rex - Observations
Marc Bolan and T. Rex - Observations слова песни
Livin` in the car, make it to the bar We`ll meet up with the guys who Make love to Barbara Striesand Then we`ll all split the scene Make it like a dream West Side Brighton, or we`re just ridin` Turn on the chicks and then we`ll blow our kicks And we`ll fly high Boppin` and shoppin` and makin` it in West One See ya later, alligator, throw away your Zip Gun Dance instead of walking, feel like I`m the best one Smokin` charges and ridin` barges, cutting out high strung Sleeping on the beaches and make like a teacher Turned on beggar, say he`s a rockin` preacher Steeling or feeling and make like a rocker Then you`ll fly high Met her in the corner [?], King jiving on the sidwalk Intellectual put down all I wanna do is talk Chelsea cats groovin` and provin` that they`re all men Callin` up your lost baby, shoutin` out "Remember when.." On a scene with the guys, see the paintings in their eyes Driving through the crazy night Looking for a chick to fight Had a seed and made a veil [?] Blew some smoke and leave a trail And fly high I`m wearin` shades and diggin` spades I`m takin` in the night life Crazy Sally in the alley, playing with a filck-knife Met a chick, got a flat Got a cat with one leg I bought a Jeep, nice and cheap For cutting out right now Made it to the sea, just the chick, the cat, and me everybody`s laughing `cos the Jeep`s cost money Nice and easy baby said, come and sit down with me And we`ll fly hiiiiigh.