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• Artiste: Little Feat
• Titre: Something in the Water
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She don't look like her mother Nothing like her father How else can you explain it must be something in the water Pig tails, overalls, freckles on her face Skinny as a toothpick turned side ways, Something happened to her when she turned sixteen, From a little Dixie Chicken to a Mississippi Queen, She spent her days a fishin' with a bamboo cane Every night skinny dippin' in the Pontchartrain If you were living breatin', had two feet You would be stalking that girl cause she looked so sweet You could always find her when the night time fell, Drinkin' of a bucket from an old stone well, Drinking from her hand, Dancing to the moon, She don't look like her mother, nothing like her father, How else can you explain it must be something in the water. I never will forget that look in her eye The night she took me down to the riverside, She wrapped herself around me like a honey suckle vine An let me have a taste of wild cherry wine You could always find her when the nighttime fell Drinking of a bucket from an old stone well Drinking from her hand Singing to the moon She don't look like her mother Nothing like her father Folks round here say it's something in the water Two straight months without any rain I never ever saw that girl again But I still got her picture Burning in my head Dancing in a downpour Soaking wet You could always find when the night time fell Drinking of a buck of an old stone well Drinking from her hand howling at the moon She don't look like her mother nothing like her father How else can you explain it must be something in the water She don't look like her mother nothing like her father Folks round here say it something in the water