Will she or won't she roll up to my door tonight And if she does how can I turn her away? Will she or won't she ask me to turn out the light And if she does I know she's meaning to stay
I met her pulling porter in the Shamrock Bar It was the end of just another busy day We had a rendezvous in my new motor car And like a fool I gave my number away
I found her legs so pretty, don't you know We had a wonderful time Oysters and wine I was quite inclined to share with her An evening or two Drinking a few However when we got home She would not leave me alone
She needed entertainment of the social kind She needed more than any mortal could supply She never gave me time to close the bedroom blind Her hand was mountaineering over my thigh
And now I stand before you pale and thin And I don't know what to do What can I do? She comes upon me day and night And lets me do what I please I'm on my knees And so we do it an then She makes me do it again
Will she or won't she roll up to my door tonight And if she does how can I turn her away? Will she or won't she ask me to turn out the light And if she does I know she's meaning to stayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
