Love oh love oh careless love You've fly right to my head like wine You've wrecked the life Of many a girl And you nearly wrecked this life of mine
If I were a little bird I would fly from tree to tree I'll build my nest up in the air Where the bad boys couldn't bother me
(When she wore the apron low) When I wore my apron low (When she wore the apron so low) Oh, the bad boys never bother me
Now I wear my apron high Now I wear my apron high Now I wear my apron high And he never ever passes by
No he never (No he never) No he never passes by. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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