The Peacock Song

Testo di The Peacock Song

Anno1999
GenereRock Roll
Durata3:52
Lingua originaleInglese
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My mind's an ashtray, full of ashes Lick the tears from my eyelashes Oh whatever will I see that's good? He plays a really mean guitar She smokes a really big cigar I'd love to love ya if only I could Her love is oh so shiny wet Keeps a bald peacock for a pet Oh can you ever understand how I feel? Miss Jennifa my private dancer Miss Nina to whon I answer Kari says we're the only ones who are real Chorus: SO I dream on a Sunday morning And my lover right beside me keeps on snoring I wonder if my dog's in heaven And I wonder when I'll see her again Psychopharmacology Has never found a friend in me But I'll eat sugar cubes all day and night Those ducklings are never ugly So she sells herself by the sea I'll bake her a cake, be it wrong or right The caterpillar and the spider Turn the screws a little tighter Can you ever understand my feel? Gail G my inspiration Miss Denise should run the nation Isabell tortures me with sex appeal Chorus You're really taking my for a ride You're a wise guy anyway I never had a place to hide Except my brain Chorus