Shivaree Idiot Waltz текст песни, слова песни Idiot Waltz Shivaree
Shivaree - Idiot Waltz
Every one wants to play
The phone just stopped ringing
I forgot how to sing and
There's no more room in the table
Heard you all talking and toasting last night
But somebody's just barely there
The kitchen's too hot and she's roasting alright
And I miss my usual chair
Here comes that shine looks a lot like your eye
And here comes the moon like a fool
There goes my heart I swear I dreamt this part like idiots usually do
Why we do that now you know it's true
Come over here and wind up my ear
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