Текст песни Ricochet - Daddy`s Money
Ricochet - Daddy`s Money слова песни
(Bob DiPiero/Steve Seskin/Mark D. Sanders)(Track 1 - Time 3:03)Can`t concentrate on the preacher preachingMy attention span done turned offI`m honed in on that angel singingUp there in the choir loftShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksMore laughs than a stack of comic booksA wild imaginationA college educationAdd it all up it`s a deadly combinationShe`s a good bass fisherA dynamite kisserCountry as a turnip greenShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksAnd look who`s lookin` at meHer second cousin was my third grade teacherI used to cut her grandma`s grassBack then she was nothin` but knees and elbowsGolly did she grow up fastShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksMore laughs than a stack of comic booksA wild imaginationA college educationAdd it all up it`s a deadly combinationShe`s a good bass fisherA dynamite kisserCountry as a turnip greenShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksAnd look who`s lookin` at meLord if you got any miracles handyMaybe you could grant me oneJust let me walk down the aisleAnd say I doTo that angel with a choir robe onShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksMore laughs than a stack of comic booksA wild imaginationA college educationAdd it all up it`s a deadly combinationShe`s a good bass fisherA dynamite kisserCountry as a turnip greenShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksAnd look who`s lookin` at meShe`s got her daddy`s moneyHer mama`s good looksAnd she`s lookin` at me