Paroles de Ahab
Oh, take me,to the place,
where the Queen Anne's lace,
runs wild.
Down some country bend,
I'm sick of New York, again.
Oh, man, I got it bad,
I'm like Ahab,
I'm in love.
Such a dirty thought,
for the one fis,
I never caught.
It's all been written,
they say,
like a school play in the gymnasium.
So, you can tell,
DeLillo,
he's got to find a sense of humor.
This fever,
might last, forever.
You, and me kid,
we should stay, together.
and a purple cape.
I'll do just fine,
I've got victory on my mind.
Molly Johnson,
down your stairs,
it's always dying a hair,
like sheep on the run.
Well, if you ever escape,
I could use a little change in pace.
This fever,
might last forever.
You and me kid,
we should stay together.
Yo de oh day-e
Yo de oh day-e
Take me to the place,
where the Queen Anne's lace,
runs wild . . .
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