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Tytuł: Don't wrap it up

  • Wykonawca: Carly Simon
  • Wy¶wietleń: 222
I’ll take some of this, I’ll have some of that
   And several more of these
   Now that I see it, I know what I like
   So I’ll like it if you please
   I ain’t nobody’s princess, stuck in Sunday School
   So I’ll help myself to love
   And have the whole career
   Don’t wrap it up, I’ll eat it here
  
   Just look at you now, the ultimate guy
   Class and wit and style
   Once I might have pretended, to be someone else
   Attracting you with guile
   But now I’m not about to dress up, in some other woman’s shoes
   I’ve got nothing to lose
   So I’ll help myself to love,
   Gather round and cheer
   Don’t wrap it up, I’ll eat it here
  
   I’ve stood there patiently waiting in line
   A take-out man’s an O.K. plan
   If you’ve got lots of time
   Especially if he’s biodegradable
  
   I ain’t nobody’s princess
   I ain’t nobody’s fool
   So I’ll help myself to love
   There’s nothing more to fear
   Don’t wrap it up, I’ll eat it here