Текст песни Georgie Pie (Lavender Country) с переводом

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

A prodigy of bluffing

A master of rebuffing

But you never made the muffins, Georgie Pie

So dig your trench and wear the stench

Of shadows if you will

Say there ain’t no way that you’ll be Gay

Until you’ve had your fill

Convince yourself my kiss was an illusion

Control yourself with misery and confusion

Let your mother’s ghost browbeat you

Let the goblins in the greet you

With their musty lust in the closets of seclusion

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

A prodigy of bluffing

A master of rebuffing

But you never made the muffins, Georgie Pie

What would you do if I blew

A kiss into your hair?

Would your pulses pound if I found

The stains in your underwear?

If I touched you on the street

Would your mouth go dry

As you smiled and feigned the polite passerby?

Would your Adam’s apple flutter

Would both knees turn to butter

Would you sputter, would you mutter and deny?

Your walls of cellophane

Would crinkle up and fry your brain

If I whispered that I love you, Georgie Pie

Your walls of cellophane

Would crinkle up and fry your brain

If I whispered that I love you, Georgie Pie

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