Текст песни Paula Cole - Suwannee Jo
Paula Cole - Suwannee Jo слова песни
Idiot kitty to New York CityLiving in a kennel and lookin` big and prettyMeet the munch for business lunchBut your feet bleed under the tableBut Suwannee Jo, you`re dark and slowYou dance with a broom and you`re filled with ghostsYou smell like liquor and you`re high as a hawkYou laugh to yourself but you talk like a rockScaredy Kate, back in the HaightDoesn`t answer the phone and eats like a tapewormShe met Mr. Mike in `89But she`s a hundred pounds heavier and won`t go outsideBut Suwannee Jo, you`re dark and slowYou dance with a broom and you`re filled with ghostsSuwannee Jo, strange beautiful gold,You can take a woman`s husbandbut you don`t want to marry himYou just want to hold himNora Mable, behind your tableExpensive knowledge from ten years of collegeBut when it comes to livin` the book isn`t writtenYour brain`s under "M" in the library missingSuwannee Jo, you follow your soul(Nothing more important than following your soul.)