Bruce Dickinson(Dickinson, Gers) - Ballad Of Mutt | Текст песни

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• Bruce Dickinson(Dickinson, Gers)
• Ballad Of Mutt

Before I Met My Baby, There Was A Whole Lot Going On
Yea, Before I Met My Baby, There Was A Whole Lot Going On
I Used To Wag My Tail In Every Corner, Never Hesitate To Give That Bitch A Bone

Before I Met My Baby Didn't Have A Clue
Before I Met My Baby I Didn't Know What I Should Do
She Wouldn't Wag Her Tail Or Nothing At All Until The Furniture-man Come
Oh Take It Away, Yeah, Go On, Let's Guitar

Solo

One Time, Baby, I Took Her For A Walk
Two Timing Bitch, I Tried To Squash Her Under A Truck
Three Time Looser, This Ain't No Game
Five Hand Shuffle Driving Me Insane
I Can't Get It When I Want It, When I Call Her She Don't Answer To Her Name

We Settle Down Into A Laugh Of Bliss Or So It Seemed
I Adjusted To The Endless Wine And Foodmixes End Her Talking To Me
It Was Hell, I Tell You
And When I Dug My Bone Up, She Threw My Bone Right Back At Me!

Some...
There's Some Harmonica? In The Ball?

Solo

I Finished With That Bitch, He'd Left Her Tied Up To A Tree
She Had A Note Around Her Neck Saying, \"take This One, She's Free\"
Before I Met My Baby My Life Was Misery
Before I Met My Baby My Life Was Misery

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