Текст песни We're Not in Charleston Anymore (Juliana Hatfield) с переводом

I’m going down into the valley

The valley of you,

Hope I don’t find her

I wanna change my ways

Changing my today’s today

So I’m putting on blinders

Into the hurricane

We’re not in Charleston anymore

She is well protected

Guarded by the furies

With hell hounds at her feet

She’s got a strange child, a two-headed baby

One head speaks French and one never eats

And they don’t like me, into a hurricane

We’re not in Charleston anymore

And I have a tormented temptress

We’re not in Charleston anymore

We’re not in Charleston anymore

She is a firework, fourth of July

Rocket to the moon

Yes, she’s a super straight

She’s got a great big bed

A flying carpet to hell

Head off the hurricane

Into the hurricane

We are not in Charleston anymore more, more, more

And I have a tormented temptress, us

We’re not in Charleston anymore

We’re not in Charleston anymore, more, more

We’re not in Charleston anymore, more, more, more

We’re not in Charleston anymore, more, more

We’re not in Charleston anymore, more, more, more

We’re not in Charleston anymore, more, more

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