Текст песни Rod Stewart - Handbags And Gladrags
Rod Stewart - Handbags And Gladrags слова песни
Ever seen a blind man cross the roadtrying to make the other sideEver seen a young girl growing oldtrying to make herself a brideSo what becomes of you my loveWhen they have finally stripped you ofThe handbags and the gladragsThat your Grandad had to sweat so you could buyBabyOnce I was a young manand all I thought I had to do was smileYou are still a young girland you bought everything in styleListenBut once you think you`re in you`re out`cause you don`t mean a single thing withoutthe handbags and the gladragsthat your Grandad had to sweat so you could buySing a song of six-pence for your sakeAnd take a bottle full of ryeFour and twenty blackbirds in a cakeAnd bake them all in a pieThey told me you missed school todaySo what I suggest you just throw them all awaythe handbags and the gladragsthat your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buyThey told me you missed school todaySo I suggest you just throw them all awaythe handbags and the gladragsthat your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy ya