Текст песни Red Hot Chili Peppers - Apache Rose Peacock
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Apache Rose Peacock слова песни
Sittin` on a sack of beans
Sittin` down in New Orleans
You wouldn`t believe what I`ve seen
Sitting on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks don`t mix with politics
People on the street just kickin` to the licks
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.)
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans
Oh good brother just when I thought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out, my dick got hard
And I dropped my jaw
I saw a bird walkin down the block
Name Apache Rose Peacock
I could not speak I was in shock
I told my knees to please not knock
(repeat MI.)
A little boy came along
Name of Louis Armstrong
Said that girl who left me silly
She liked the looks of me and my willy
So I found her in the quarter
Good God how I adored her
Oh she made me feel so cozy
When she told me I could call her Rosey
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I`ll take you with me girl anywhere (MII)
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I liked better
Twinkle twinkle little star
Shining down on my blue car
Drivin` down the boulevard
She was soft and I was hard
Apache Rose gotta rockin` peacock
Hottest ass on the goddamn block
Rockin` to the beat of the funky ass meters
She has one of those built in heaters
(repeat MII)
Voodoo gurus casting their spells
Cockatoo drag queens shakin` their bells
Silver sound escapes the trumpet
Watch your leg someone might hump it
Chicken strut your butt let`s rock
Gettin` it on under your frock
Flowing like a flame all through the night
My girl`s insane but it`s all right
(repeat MI.)