July 19th, 2012

erin

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Вечно хочу добраться до жж и написать о хорошем. Но руки доходят именно тогда, когда они дрожат, а пальцы обожжены жизнью (хреново метафора на русском языке звучит).
Потому буду постить песни.

erin

Here Comes My Man

And how much time do you think that we have? 
If I wanted to, I could start over again 
Let the good night decide who she wants me to find 
And I'll never let you drop another tear in my eye 

Singing oh sha-la-la, oh sha-la-la 
Listen honey here comes my man 
Singing oh sha-la-la, oh sha-la-la 
Listen honey here comes my man 

And all my life I never had a chance 
Don't you think I knew about all your pretty girlfriends 
But I waited for you, gave you time to decide 
But you never saw it from anybody else's side 
So I packed up my things and I faced up my doubts 
You know I think I will grow my hair back out 
Nevermind what you think 
Nevermind what you like 
I'll take it out to the streets for somebody else to admire 

Singing oh sha-la-la, oh sha-la-la 
Listen honey here comes my man 

Maybe time will tell you 
Why I got so much hell to sell you 
Please, please understand me 
Oh you can't just dance around me 
Maybe your work will love you 
When I'm just not there to hold you 
Maybe your pride can be your companion 
Oh but I just won't be there to stand for it 
Not one more minute will I stand for it 

You found me singing, baby 

Singing oh sha-la-la, oh sha-la-la...