Текст песни Sting - She`s Too Good For Me
Sting - She`s Too Good For Me слова песни
She don`t like to hear me sing
She don`t want no diamond ring
She don`t want to drive my car
She won`t let me go that far
She don`t like the way I look
She don`t like the things I cook
She don`t like the way I play
She don`t like the things I say
But oh the games we play
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me
She don`t like the jokes I make
She don`t like the drugs I take
She don`t like the friends I got
She don`t like my friends a lot
She don`t like the clothes I wear
She don`t like the way I stare
She don`t like the tales I tell
She don`t like the way I smell
But oh, the games we play
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me
Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do
Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two
I could distort myself to be the perfect man
She might prefer me as I am
She don`t want to meet my folks
She don`t want to hear my jokes
She don`t want to fix my tie
She don`t even want to try
She don`t like the books I read
She don`t like the way I feed
She don`t want to save my life
She don`t want to be my wife
But oh, the games we play
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me