Текст песни Shivaree - John 2`14
Shivaree - John 2`14 слова песни
It`s so romanticThe neighborhood`s littered with white glovesThe flowers were hand pickedThey`re taping up paper dovesAnd it`s hard to thinkWhen everything`s red and pinkIt`s hard to eatWhen everything`s sweetI guess it`s just the perfect time to send some rosesAnd touch their nosesAnd buy them thingsBecause it`s such a tender time for all the ladiesWith all those babiesWearing their wingsCould you be mineAnd hot-stuff and maybe and foxy and fine ?Swallow your red-hotsAnd order the fancy wineAnd if you pleaseJust bring me some honey I`ll send for the beesYou throw your riceIt feeds the miceI guess it`s just the perfect time to send some rosesAnd touch their nosesAnd buy them thingsBecause it`s such a tender time for all the ladiesWith all those babiesWearing their wingsYou`ve gotta runThey hate it when you`re too quietAnd it`s always funTo close up until they buy itI guess it`s just the perfect time to send some rosesAnd touch their nosesAnd buy them thingsBecause it`s such a tender time for all the ladiesWith all those babiesWearing their wings