Stupid Girl
(Jagger/Richards)
I'm not talkin' about the kind of clothes she wears
Look at that stupid girl
I'm not talkin' about the way she combs her hair
Look at that stupid girl
The way she powders her nose
Her sanity shows and it shows
She's the worst thing in this world
Well look at that stupid girl
Well, I'm sick and tired
And I really have my doubts
I've tried and tried
But it never really works out
I'm not talkin' about the way she digs for gold
Look at that stupid girl
Well I'm talking about she grabs and holds
Look at that stupid girl
The way she talks about someone else
That she don't even know herself
She the sickest thing in this world
Look at that stupid girl
Well, I'm sick and tired
And I really have my doubts
I've tried and tried
But it never really works out
Like a lady in waiting to a virgin queen
Look at that stupid girl
She bitches about things that she's never seen
Look at that stupid girl
It doesn't matter if she dyes her hair
Or the colour of the shoes she wears
She's the worst thing in this world
Look at that stupid girl
Like a lady in waiting to a virgin queen
Look at that stupid girl
She bitches about things that she's never seen
Look at that stupid girl
She purrs like a pussy cat
Then she turns round and hisses back
She the sickest thing in this world
Look at that stupid girl
Классический боевик Эдди Кокрэна в исполнении Catch Up!
Twenty Flight Rock
(Cochran/Fairchild)
Well I got a gal with a record machine
When it comes to rockin' she's the queen
We love to dance on Saturday night
All alone when I can hold her tight
But she lives on the 20th floor uptown
The elevator's broken down
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So I walk one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm startin' to drag
Fifteen floor I'm ready to sag
Get to the top I'm too tired to rock
Well she called me up on the telephone
She said come on over honey I'm all alone
I said "Baby you're mighty sweet
But I'm in-bed with achin' feet"
This went on for a couple of days
But I couldn't stay away
(Chorus)
Well they sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it's fixed I'm using the stairs
Hope they hurry before it's too late
Want my baby too much to wait
All this climbin' is gettin' me down
You'll find my corpse draped over a rail
(Chorus)