PJ Harvey - A Perfect Day Elise | Текст песни

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• PJ Harvey
• A Perfect Day Elise

He got lucky, got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room five O nine.
She turned her back on him facing the frame
Said: "Listen Joe, don't you come here again?"

White sun scattered all over the sea,
He could think of nothing but her name Elise.
God is the sweat running down his back,
The water soaked her blonde hair black.

It's a perfect day, a perfect day, Elise.

He got burned by the sun (he's a lucky man),
His face so pale and his hands so worn (and the sky).
Let himself in room five O nine (as she turned away),
Said a prayer, pulled the trigger and cried (tell me why).

It's a perfect day, a perfect day, Elise.
Aah oh, it's a perfect day, a perfect day, Elise.