Paroles de Nose For Trouble
Hey you Buck – I beg your pardon Sir - Now that'sBetter!
I'm the kind of guy who's never out to make a fight
But no matter what I do my life just won't go right
When I'm walking down the street I spot a likely dame
She'll turn up to be a bloke which isn't quite the same
I got a nose for trouble,
Double trouble is my name
Always me who gets the blame
Double trouble is my name
Driving down the highway I was making quite a pace
Saw this guy behind who seemed just boiling for a race
Swung the needle of the top but he kept on my tail
Thought I was a winner till I heard his siren wail
Dancing down the discotheque my head began to ache
Asked a girl beside me if she'd something I could take
I was out for three clear days, the doctors gave up
Hope
How was I to know that slack was down there pushing
Dope
When I first got in this game I thought I'd be a star
Came across this manager behind a fat cigar No no no no - He's up again - What are we gonna do?
Get rid of him, shoot him!
Hey Svengali, give us a break for Queen's sake!
Send him back to Russia!
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