Текст песни Tom Cochrane - Whipping Boy
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There is always some excuseFor your air of sad abuseBut when the table`s turnedHolding it out don`t you ever learnCHORUS:I won`t be a whipping boyI won`t get down on my kneesI won`t be your whipping boyYou won`t hang that tag on meI have read this book beforeTell it all to some tired strangerI have no more cheeks to turnI won`t trade it all for your taste for dangerThought you`d take just what you pleaseCome back for more when you want itThe price is high these dice are loadedI`ll never pay for the same goods twice(CHORUS)Your schemesLie battered on the groundIt`s your turnNow I`ve turned it all aroundWhen I needed youYou were nowhere to be foundWhere are you nowWhere are you now There is always the same excuseFor this air of sad abuseAnd now the table`s turnedIt`s too late now to say you`ve learnedI...I won`t be your whipping boyAnd I`m back up off my kneesI...I won`t be your whipping boyIt took so long to break freeI...I won`t be your whipping boyAnd I`m back up off my kneesI...I won`t be your whipping boyYou won`t hang that tag on meI...I won`t be your whipping boyAnd I`m back up off my kneesI...I won`t be your whipping boyYou won`t hang that tag on me