Marianne کے بول

Tuna, rubber A little blubber in my igloo, yeah And I knew you, pigtails and all Girls when they fall And they said Marianne killed herself And I said: Not a chance, not a chance Don't you love the girls, ladies, babes Old bags who say she was so pretty? Why, why, why, why did she crawl down In the old deep ravine? Come on, pigtails, girls and all those sailors Get your bags and hold down Won't you just hold down, hold down? 'Cause Ed is watching my every sound I said they're watching my every sound The weasel squeaks faster than a seven day week I said: Timmy and that purple monkey Are all down at Bobby's house Making themselves pesters and lesters And jesters and my traitors of kind And I'm just having thoughts I said I'm just having thoughts of Having thoughts, having, marianne She could outrun the fastest slug, she could have Just having thoughts of Marianne Quickest girl in the frying pan I'm just having thoughts of Marianne