Текст песни Squeeze - Someone Elses Bell
Squeeze - Someone Elses Bell слова песни
(difford/tilbrook)We talk about each otherOn our wrap around couch,And live out all the romanceIn our little town house.I never fit the showerAnd she never sews the threads,And so we find our feelingsIn other peoples beds.And if the grass seems greener,But it turns out to be blueThe garden of eden isnt quite the place for you.Dont be surprised if Im gone under the spell,Of some other witches wandRinging someone elses bell.Meeting on the motorwayYour lover boy blue,Steaming up the windowsWith your last breath of youth.Dont you think I see itYour handbags full of notes,Im feeling like the punch lineIn someones private joke.Our eyes dont seem to contactNever much to say,Except perhaps excuse meOr pass me the ashtray.I see him waiting for youAs you go off to work,Im left to draw conclusionsWhile I button up my shirt.