Baby Carla - Son of a Gun | Текст песни

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I wasn’t there when they did the twist,
I wasn’t there when Mr. X made a fist,
I WASN’T THERE WHEN QUEENIE TOOK THE CROWN,
I WASN’T THERE WHEN SHIT WENT DOWN.

I wasn’t there when you made the move,
I wasn't there when SHE WAS TOO,
AND IF I WAS IT WOULD'VE BEEN YOUR DEATH,
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN, YOUR LAST BREATH.

Bang! Bang!
Kicked me down
To the bottom rung,
Bang Bang
You a son of a gun.

You thought you were Cassius clay,
Shoulda kissed a gun, like Ernest Hemmingway.
You thought that I was a flamenco babe
But I was dancing on your grave.

So do we have to make it finish here?
Cos, I haven’t written the words yet.
No endings let us go up right here,
And higher, higher.

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