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Tytuł: Oot & Aboot

  • Wykonawca: Real Mckenzies
  • Wy¶wietleń: 410
sometimes being inside just gives me the creeps
  so i jump in my boots & get right oot on the streets
  with the weirdos & the bars & the noise of the city
  kickin' oot the jams with the licks of the skinny
  getting up & oot to where they don't make cents
  where they ceilidh & the fling
  with their kilts on & everything
  they sweat & it condenses on the stone cold walls
  runnin' all down the make a swamp on the floor
  
  [Chorus:]
  that what ye git when you get oot
  getting your ass off of the couch
  take a look it leaves no doubt
  no good to sit&pout
  so go on get oot&aboot
  
  although they can try they just can't keep me in
  down there in hades with the vice and the sin
  practise wreckless abandon in the room starts to spin
  you know it won't be long before they
  throw us all outta here