Текст песни Paul Simon - Papa Hobo
Paul Simon - Papa Hobo слова песни
Words & music by Paul Simon
Mm------
It`s carbon and monoxide
The ole Detroit perfume
It hangs on the highways
In the morning
And it lays you down by noon
Oh Papa Hobo
You can see that I`m dressed like a schoolboy
But I feel like a clown
It`s a natural reaction I learned
In this basketball town
Sweep up
I been sweeping up the tips I`ve made
I`m living on Gatorade
Planning my getaway
Detroit, Detroit
Got a hell of a hockey team
Got a left-handed way
Of making a man sign up on that
Automotive dream, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, Papa Papa Hobo
Could you slip me a ride?
Well, it`s just after breakfast
I`m in the road
And the weatherman lied,
Oo-------, Ah-----, Oo-------