Louis Prima, Sam Butera, Keely Smith - Pack Your Clothes | Текст песни

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• Louis Prima, Sam Butera, Keely Smith
• Pack Your Clothes

If you think I'm kind of crazy
And you don't want me no more
Let me tell you one thing pretty baby
You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

Yes!

If you dont think my eyes are open
And I don't wanna see you go
Well, you got an other thing coming
Just like I told you before
You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

Yes!

You been runnin' around pretty baby
And you are ain't been true to me,
I was gonna buy you a house, buy you a car
But you been goofin' on me
So pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

Yes!

Just because I said "I love you"
And I don't want no other one
You been runnin' around, actin' a clown
Just because you've got me gone
You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

Yes!

I'll tell you now for the last time
You might think you've been foolin' me
Well, you can get out of my house
Take all of your clothes
And go where you wanna be...
Pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

Yes!

You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

Yes!

You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door

You can pack your clothes
And go walking out my door