Oh, no, I can't believe it, Sally Oh, I, must accuse you, Sally
There's scratches on your knees Where you been all morning I think you been down, down To the brier patch, baby There might be someone was with you
Oh, no, I can't believe it, Sally Oh, I, must accuse you, Sally
There's brambles in your hair You been rolling in the roses I think you been down, down To the brier patch, Sally There's a thorn caught in your shoulder
Oh, no, I can't believe it, Sally Oh, I, must accuse you, Sally
Oh, I think, the morning sun was rising Venus was clear And you are messing with the goddess of love Come on now, over here
Lemme take a look at you Just look at you You got bruises everywhere You got brambles in your hair
You got scratches on your knees Oh, it's easy to see You been messing around Sally And you ain't been messing with me
Well, I know now Somebody with my girl Torn pants, torn pants And juice all down your dress
You been ripping it up with somebody You better confess, confess Confess, confess You better confessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
