Tytuł: Thunderbox

• Wykonawca: Humble Pie
• Wyświetleń: 299

  
   Oh, yeah
  Ooh, oh, ooh
  Ooh, ooh
  Oh, yeah
  He's a thunderbox, sure
  You got your hot pants round your shoulders
  Lick your lips and you a fox
  Everybody stopped and told us
  They say you got a thunderbox
  You can see for yourself, I've got a clean bill of health
  I ain't never seen a thunderbox
  Oh, oh, what do you know
  Well, I get to sing--solo
  He's a thunderbox
  Oh yea, he's a thunderbox...
  Well, was your claim to fame
  In the same letter name
  It's your game I'm playing
  While the music is swaying
  Oh, I'm so glad I came in here
  He's a thunderbox
  Oh yea, he's a thunderbox...
  You're not a lot, you know, when you ain't a gypsy
  And a hooker with your wicked knots
  I had to park the car and take a look to see
  'Cause I ain't never seen a thunderbox
  Oh, oh, well, I don't know where you've been
  But I can guess what you've seen
  You know what I mean
  He's a thunderbox
  Oh, yea, he's a thunderbox...
  Oh, oh, I can see what you've got
  Since you sure got a lot
  And, and the band's still playing
  Let the music sway
  Oh, I'm so glad I came in here
  He's a thunderbox
  Oh, yea, he's a thunderbox...
  Some say you from Dallas there
  And you're hooked on pork and beans
  But I think it might be you're from Louisiana
  Roundabout New Orleans
  I can see you don't smell like no flower
  But I can say the same for myself
  Tell you girl, I know that you know that I know I've got my reasons
  You know that you're bad yourself
  Don't ask me for no answers
  You could never ever take the shock
  I've got the grief and I'll take my chances
  Rolling with my thunderbox
  Oh, oh, I guess you may say
  It's just a casual affair
  But I just got to know you all
  He's a thunderbox
  Oh, yea, he's a thunderbox...