Mick Flannery - the rebel | Текст песни

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• Mick Flannery
• the rebel

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Wake up girl, we gotta get outta town.
Come on now, I’m sorry I let you down.
I messed up babe it’s not gonna go away,
I lost big and I borrowed from Ray.
But its alright babe, its alright babe, we just gotta get on.

Open up girl, it’s k-k-k-kinda cold.
Come on now, I’ve got all my confessions told.
I know why, the boy hasn’t begged enough,
Sometimes I wish you’d grow up.

Look it’s alright babe, it’s alright babe, we just gotta get on,
Yeah it’s alright man, get up your things and get yourself gone.
I have no time for your kind,
So it’s alright man, it’s alright man.

You don’t knock on my door,
You don’t come here no more,
And be careful what you wish for.

“Be careful.” What’s that supposed to mean?
A big rebel, ain’t that what you saw in me?
I wish you’d come to your senses girl,
Me and you we could travel the world.

Look it’s alright babe, it’s alright babe, we just gotta get on,
Yeah it’s alright man, get up your things and get yourself gone.
I have no time for your kind,
So it’s alright man, it’s alright man.

You don’t knock on my door,
You don’t come here no more,
And be careful what you wish for.