Текст песни Steve Kilbey - Little Song
Steve Kilbey - Little Song слова песни
AlrightShe lives by the sea in a funny little houseShes got an african manager and some indian cowsShe seems so distracted by the waves and the sandShe practises white magic on a black baby grandIts not about right or wrongIts just a little songThe people next door stole some chickens, everyone wants to be friendsCindy is just a beautician practicing her self-defenceJoey is greasing the chevy tattooed and awful thinSwearing that the light is heavy, dreaming about mortal sinShe rolls the dice to determine her futureYou can walk in her shoes if you think that they suit yaShe can put on an accent, she can pull on a legTo proud to beseech you, too humble to begOh why dont I belongIn a little songIts not about right or wrongIts just a little song