Текст песни Tom Waits - Telephone Call From Istanbul
Tom Waits - Telephone Call From Istanbul слова песни
All night long on the broken glasslivin in a medicine chestmediteromanian hotel backsprawled across a roll top deskthe monkey rode the blade on anoverhead fanthey paint the donkey blue if you payI got a telephone call from Istanbulmy baby`s coming home todaywill you sell me one of those if I shave my headget me out of town is what fireball saidnever trust a man in a blue trench coatnever drive a car when you`re deadSaturday`s a festivalFriday`s a gemdye your hair yellowand raise your hemfollow me to beulah`s on dry creek roadI got to wear the hat that my baby done sewedtake me down to buy a tuxon red rose beargot to cut a hole in the dayI got a telephone call from Istanbulmy baby`s coming home today