歌词
I don't know my telephone number But you kiss good and I'd like to see you tomorrow And I don't beg babe, I pay, I don't barter If we had a child, I'd like a son not a daughter No, she'd be just like you, you know that will not do I'm no builder, I'm no gardener I sing some songs, have a friend who's a photographer There ain't no other language I know how to speak Some like their water shallow, I like mine deep, so very deep Tied to the bottom with a noose around my feet Clouds conspire, above my head I overheard them say I wish he was dead Today the sunset, it burned my eyes In the next room, I hear someone cry I like to dress up like the jury To eat like a king, to poke fun at the clergy To talk like dirt, to love you like tar But never fall in too fast with my, my North Star ... No, no, no, no While you pull your hair out, I buy the drinks at the bar Clouds conspire, above my head I overheard them, what they say, say I wish he was dead Today the sunset, it burned my eyes In the next room, I hear someone cry