Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Bruce SpringsteenНазвание : Bishop DanceДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rock classic rock singer-songwriter 80s folk Видео:
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Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman Did a double-quick back-flip and slid across the floor The catholic traffic flowed freely across the river And fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front door Baby dumpling, mamas in the back tree If the bough breaks mama might fall Little sad and only, baby dont be lonely Mama knows rithmetic, knows how to take a fall Mama knows rithmetic, knows how to take a fall And the kids are crying Flapjacks, makeem fat, early in the morning Little jack, grab your hat Hear the breakfast call Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace Theres someone in the kitchen blowing dinah on their Horn Theres someone in the kitchen blowing dinah like theyre Born Maverick daddy got one-night prize The glides like a monkey-mule kickin on the backslide Over hill, over hill, daddy dont you spill now Papa got a switch-stick, hes pumping little bill Papa got a switch-stick, hes pumping little bill And bill, hes crying Tomahawk, tomahawk, daddy better duck out The mohawks, the mohawks, theyre still out there in the woods Molatar, okenah, running through my dreams now With fire on their fingertips and injuns screams Fire on their fingertips and feathers made of moonbeams Early in the morning the cannoneer cried I seem the sailors warning in the western sky Oh mountain man, if you can, cut me down a fir tree Branches full of candlesticks for baby and me And my darling cried, she said, honey, the weather vane Lately its been pointin the way to heaven Scatterbrains, scatterbrains, watch out where you fall champagne, champagne, A round for all the old choirboys Theyre bustin off the altar chasing Dinah through the hall Theyre bustin off the altar chasing Dinah through the hall And like kids theyre crying Flapjacks, make em fat, early in the morning Little jack, grab your hat Hear the breakfast call Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace Theres someone in the kitchen blowing Dinah on their horn Theres someone in the kitchen blowing Dinah like theyre born. | Похожие исполнители:
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