Кэти Мелуа - Crawling Up A Hill | Текст песни

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• Кэти Мелуа
• Crawling Up A Hill

Every morning 'bout half past eight
My mamma wakes me, says, \"Don't be late\"
Get to the office; tryin' to concentrate
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill

So I stop one day to figure it out
I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt
To sing the blues that I know about
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill

Minute after minute
Second after second
Hour after hour goes by
Working for a rich girl
Staying just a poor girl
Never stop to wonder why

So here I am in London-town
A better scene; I'm gonna be around
The kind of music that won't bring me down
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill

Every morning 'bout half past eight
My Mamma wakes me, says, \"Don't be late\"
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I get to the office; tryin' to concentrate
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill

So I stop one day to figure it out
I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt
To sing the blues that I know about
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill

Minute after minute
Second after second
Hour after hour goes by
Working for a rich girl
Staying just a poor girl
Never stop to wonder why

So here I am in London-town
A better scene; I'm gonna be around
The kind of music that won't bring me down
Life is just a slow train

So, so, so here I am in London-town
A better scene; I'm gonna be around
The kind of music that won't bring me down
My life is just a slow train, crawling up a hill