Текст песни Smiths, The - Wonderful Woman (Tate), слова песни Smiths, The

Текст песни Smiths, The - Wonderful Woman (Tate)

Smiths, The - Wonderful Woman (Tate) слова песни

Here her head, she lay
Until she`d rise and say :
"I`m starved of mirth;
Let`s go and trip a dwarf"

Oh, what to be done with her ?
What to be done with her ?
Oh ...

Ice water for blood
With neither heart or spine
And then just, and then just
To pass time; let us go and rob the blind

What to be done with her ?
Oh, what to ...
What to be said of her ?
Oh ...

But when she calls me, I do not walk, I run
Oh, when she calls, I do not walk, I run
Oh ...
Oh ...

Oh ...

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Wonderful Woman (Tate)

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