The Stanfields - Crocodile Tears | Текст песни

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• The Stanfields
• Crocodile Tears

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Violets are blue and roses are red
I want you to leave and I mean what I said
The jury’s verdict is in and you crossed the line
Spare me the drama and your crocodile tears
Cocaine, vodka and a half dozen beers
Is no excuse for the way you acted last night.
chorus
So go pack your bags
I’m not listening to you cry
There is no next time or another try
So go pack your bags
And find somewhere else to cry
This is the last time that I’ll say goodbye.
You bitch and complain as a means to an end
You don’t like my mama and you hate all my friends
Well honey, I got news for you, the feeling is shared
They say true love is golden, but bruises are black
You think that you are but you ain’t coming back
You’re walking a cold lonely road and you ain’t prepared
chorus
Here is a quarter, call someone who cares
Or believes that I accidentally fell down the stairs
Or the phone book that knocked me out cold
Just fell off the shelf
Well I have a good job, and I don’t look too bad
And there are plenty of women who would be more than glad
To keep me from sitting around feeling bad for myself


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