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Lime Street Blues



Procol Harum - Lime Street Blues - Текст песни

16

(brooker / reid)*
5
21

Lime street in the afternoon
1e

Everybody crazy as a coon
27

I'm running round in my underpants
26

Trying to find some kinda romance
5
2c

Quarter past three [sic] on lime street
25

I got whipped right offa my feet
28

Didn't realize that i'd been caught
2c

Till i found myself in the county court
5
32

'mr judge,' i said, 'won't you please be kind
2b

Have pity on me, a poor orphan child?'
2c

Mr judge he says with a long mean frown
28

'orphan or not, you're going down!'
5
34

Well i screamed on my knees in the witness box,
2a

'lord have mercy on my golden locks.'
2c

The judge i could see that he was snide
3d

He says, 'the only kind of blonde you are's a peroxide!'
5
20

Oh lime street, lime street
26

Lime street, that's where we meet
4
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