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Tytuł: Spic and spanish

  • Wykonawca: Ray Charles
  • Wy¶wietleń: 247
There's no Cinderella in Spain;
   That story was pulled by a Dane.
   Our young girls are simple and pure,
   But watched night and day to be sure
   And now I'm alone,
   Wide awake and full-grown,
   With no fairy prince
   To call on the phone.
   What's the matter with me
   There, I'm here all alone.
  
   All dressed up
   Spic and spanish
   But I got no place to go
   Got some thing I got to show.
   Oh!
   All dressed up
   Slick and spanish
   No one takes me for a ride
   Haven't got a thing to hide
   I want to go away
   Where the men make music.
   And play till the night is day.
   Cock-a-doodle daddy!
   Spic and span
   Spic and spanish
   Not the type to cook or sew.
   Here's the girl but where's the beau?
   I want to go away! Away!