Текст песни Whitlams - Hollow Log
Whitlams - Hollow Log слова песни
Inside a hollow log a rabbit makes his homeIt burrows deep inside it`s sheltered from the stormAnd when the rain has stopped the rabbit gets the urge to hopAnd hops and hops and hops and hopsHe loves the city lights the circus and the soundHe loves the buildings and the holes in the groundHe plays and bounces `round until he sees the moon go downthen back home again he hopsOh hollow log hollow loghe loves his hollow logLiving on his ownNo hot water and no telephoneNow two years later he has a familyHe and his pretty wife a sprout of thirty-threeThey`re all gathered `roundlistening to the soundOf the rain falling on their...Hollow log hollow logThey love their hollow logLiving in harmony Ma and pa and- 1 2 3 4 5 6 - thirty-three