Paroles de Bartleby

The tea kettle called it arson But I assured him it was only treason It was only treason Bought with a passion and sold for less than a fortune These glass eyes only break if you catch them This all must end between the rocks and the sea This drink of kings once passed over this deck Once passed over this deck It was all in good humor Was all in good humor Was all in good humor Was all in good humor I swear I swear I swear One, two, three, four I swear I swear I swear