The old colonel went out at three And saw walking right before him A strange couple looking a bit weird Coming from north it seemed Going south probably He had nothing to do, thus so went he
The old colonel behind was following At the girl's waist looked carefully "It must be fake it can't be real"
Her waist was thin, so small indeed But her boy to mind didn't seem That as a belt a ring she was wearing
That guy was old fashioned you see A sword at his side was carrying He cut off the waist tired of wondering
Her boy to mind didn't seem That his girlfriend parted had been It was no fake her waist was realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
