- Julian Perretta 1986 歌詞
- Julian Perretta
- I tried so hard,
Not to fing the peculiarities in her heart,
There were broken pieces underneath it,
But I tried, to slip ip, trip it to the back of my mind,
Boy ya could do better, but she would never let ya,
Marry me, jesus christ you must be joking, Youre juste 23 girl what is that?
This aint me,
Sunday morning drinking black tea,
Being well behaved,
And youre just leading the way,
Try it, you would wanna buy it,
Take her out on Sunday youll be home by Monday,
She be sippin tonic , you be getting on it,
Like you did in 1986 with this,
Its tragic you be straight erotic trought you never said it,
She knows you always thought it
Whys it never the same for me?
As it is for you?
So thinking back again,
Before we were just emotionally tragical,
It was cosy and carefree,
So do not speak,
And listen to what my mind is making,
A bed thats not worth a lay in,
A story thats not worth relaying,
Try it, you would wanna buy it,
Take her out on Sunday youll be home by Monday,
She be sippin tonic, you be getting on it,
Like you did in 1986 with this,
Its tragic you be straight erotic thought you never said it,
I know,
whys it never the same for me?
Never the same fo me,
As is it for you?
Equality,
Its not a word you feet is familiar, for you
its just about me and me,
Dignity,
Sailing in your shallow water,
The taps run dry, youre drowning in your gin and tonic,
Try it, you would wanna buy it,
Take her out on Sunday youll be home by Monday,
She be sippin tonic, you be getting on it,
Like you did in 1986 with this,
Its tragic you be straight erotic trought you never said it,
She knows you always thought it
Cos shes like a mother
Dont you even bother?
Cos youre jure wasting your time,
Whys it never the same for me? X4
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