Текст песни The Sweet - Sweet F.A.
The Sweet - Sweet F.A. слова песни
Connolly/Priest/Scott/Tucker Well it`s friday night And I need a fight And if she don`t spread I`m gonna bust her head The guy`s gone mad `Cause his chicks been had But what can we do When there`s four of you Sweet f.a. - never gonna make it Sweet f.a. - people think we fake it Sweet f.a. - now we`re gonna take it Sweet f.a. Try to pull me out Like a roustabout Gonna spend my bread Then I`ll kick your head You`re just my size But if you`re so wise See the chick in black Maybe she`ll come back Sweet f.a. - never gonna make it Sweet f.a. - people think we fake it Sweet f.a. - now we`re gonna take it Sweet f.a. Yeah, the hurstle`s now Really nice somehow See the street car scene From the black limousine Shout it out Let it all hang out But you won`t get rough `Cause it`s all a bluff Sweet f.a. - never gonna make it Sweet f.a. - people think we fake it Sweet f.a. - now we`re gonna take it Sweet f.a.