Floby

She's leaving home | 04 février 2006

Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her hankerchief
Quietly turning the backdoor key
Stepping outside she is free.

She (We gave her most of our lives)
is leaving (Sacraficed most of our lives)
home (We gave her everything money could buy)

She's leaving home after living alone
For so many years. Bye, bye

Father snozes as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that's lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband
Daddy our baby's gone.
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me.

She (We never though of ourselves)
Is leaving (Never have thought for ourselves)
home (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)

She's leaving home after living alone
For so many years. Bye, bye

Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade.

She (What did we do that was wrong)
Is having (We didn't know it was wrong)
Fun (Fun is the one thing that money can't buy)

Something inside that was always denied
For so many years. Bye, Bye

She's leaving home. bye bye

Publié par Floby à 14:29:37 dans Chansons | Commentaires (0) | Permaliens

Woman is the nigger of the world | 04 février 2006

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Queen | 01 février 2006

"reine des étoiles, tu t'es fait des yeux de tes sujets."

Publié par Floby à 22:28:26 dans Maximes | Commentaires (0) | Permaliens

You're gonna lose that girl | 01 février 2006

Publié par Floby à 16:40:11 dans Blues | Commentaires (0) | Permaliens

Tell me why | 01 février 2006

Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me,
Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me.

Well I gave you ev'rything I had,
But you left me sitting on my own,
Did you have to treat me oh so bad,
All I do is hang my head and moan.

Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me,
Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me.

If there's something I have said or done,
Tell me what and I'll apologize,
If you don't really can't go on,
Holding back these tears in my eyes.

Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me,
Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me.

Well I beg you on my bended knees,
If you'll only listen to my pleas,
Is there anything I can do,
'cause I really can't stand it, I'm so in love with you.

Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me.

Publié par Floby à 15:52:08 dans Blues | Commentaires (0) | Permaliens

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