Текст песни: Trout Fishing In America - Sam`s Last Boogie
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet)
In the darkest part of the city,
And on the coldest night of the year,
A dangerous man with a gun in his hand
Put an end to a brief career.
You won`t read about it in the paper,
You won`t hear about it on the news,
But handsome Sam the Boogie Man
hung up his dancing shoes.
Let me tell you `bout Sam the Boogie Man
He was the king of Second Street
He was a dancer from his fingertips
To the bottoms of his feet.
Well, inside that boy an unnatural joy
Just swinging to the beat.
His dips and slides would mesmerize
Each woman that he`d meet.
And that boy could boogie!
Sure could boogie!
Yeah, boogie was the beat that moved the feet
Of Sam that Boogie Man.
Well, Ruby was this showgirl
with opalescent eyes,
An ivory smile and a diamond heart,
And alabaster thighs.
He met her in the summertime
Out on a parquet floor,
And he danced her from those neon lights
Right to her bedroom door.
And that boy could boogie!
Sure could boogie!
Yeah, boogie was the beat that moved the feet
Of Sam that Boogie Man.
He thought it was another fling,
But that girl was much too strong,
She swore that she would see him dead
If he ever did her wrong.
As summer lost its leaves to fall,
So this fine affair
Was fading fast, it couldn`t last;
Sam vanished in the air.
And that boy could boogie!
Sure could boogie!
Yeah, boogie was the beat that moved the feet
Of Sam that Boogie Man.
Well, he couldn`t go to dance halls
`cause he knew that he`d be found;
But he slipped up in Saint Louie,
When he heard that boogie sound.
And he was tearing up the dance floor
when they escorted him outside;
Said, "You want to dance, well here`s your chance."
And they took him for a little ride.
It was Sam`s last boogie,
Sam`s last boogie,
It was Sam`s last boogie
but he boogied `til the day he died!
Идет поиск видеоклипа в базе...
(при отсутствии ролика в базе, ничего не произойдет)

(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet)
In the darkest part of the city,
And on the coldest night of the year,
A dangerous man with a gun in his hand
Put an end to a brief career.
You won`t read about it in the paper,
You won`t hear about it on the news,
But handsome Sam the Boogie Man
hung up his dancing shoes.
Let me tell you `bout Sam the Boogie Man
He was the king of Second Street
He was a dancer from his fingertips
To the bottoms of his feet.
Well, inside that boy an unnatural joy
Just swinging to the beat.
His dips and slides would mesmerize
Each woman that he`d meet.
And that boy could boogie!
Sure could boogie!
Yeah, boogie was the beat that moved the feet
Of Sam that Boogie Man.
Well, Ruby was this showgirl
with opalescent eyes,
An ivory smile and a diamond heart,
And alabaster thighs.
He met her in the summertime
Out on a parquet floor,
And he danced her from those neon lights
Right to her bedroom door.
And that boy could boogie!
Sure could boogie!
Yeah, boogie was the beat that moved the feet
Of Sam that Boogie Man.
He thought it was another fling,
But that girl was much too strong,
She swore that she would see him dead
If he ever did her wrong.
As summer lost its leaves to fall,
So this fine affair
Was fading fast, it couldn`t last;
Sam vanished in the air.
And that boy could boogie!
Sure could boogie!
Yeah, boogie was the beat that moved the feet
Of Sam that Boogie Man.
Well, he couldn`t go to dance halls
`cause he knew that he`d be found;
But he slipped up in Saint Louie,
When he heard that boogie sound.
And he was tearing up the dance floor
when they escorted him outside;
Said, "You want to dance, well here`s your chance."
And they took him for a little ride.
It was Sam`s last boogie,
Sam`s last boogie,
It was Sam`s last boogie
but he boogied `til the day he died!
| Код заказа | 999-999 | |
| Нажмите после заполнения | ||
|
Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты. Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением. |
||
Еще тексты песен: Trout Fishing In America
11 Easy Steps
18 Wheels On A Big Rig
Boiled Okra And Spinach
Breakfast Blues
Carry Me
Count On Me
Cracked Up
Dragons In The Sky
Hall Of A Hundred Doors
How Many Times A Fool
I Can Dance
Just A Little While
Lori`s Song
Lost In Her Lips
Lucky Guy
Lullaby
Mandaddy
My Front Door
Never Look Down
No Matter What Goes Right
Nothing Tonight
Park Avenue And Tyson Street
Pretty Mary
Prom Night In Pig Town
Sam`s Last Boogie
Serious About You
Sing It One More Time Like That
Sleepytime Cartoon
Soon The Night
Spider`s Fence
Story Time
Swimming Pool
The Day The Bass Players Took Over The W
The Rifle And The Song
There`s A Panther In Michigan
These Are Good Times
Tongue Tied
Trouble Let Me Rest In Peace
Two Brains
What I Want Is A Proper Cup Of Coffee
You Can`t Get There From Here
18 Wheels On A Big Rig
Boiled Okra And Spinach
Breakfast Blues
Carry Me
Count On Me
Cracked Up
Dragons In The Sky
Hall Of A Hundred Doors
How Many Times A Fool
I Can Dance
Just A Little While
Lori`s Song
Lost In Her Lips
Lucky Guy
Lullaby
Mandaddy
My Front Door
Never Look Down
No Matter What Goes Right
Nothing Tonight
Park Avenue And Tyson Street
Pretty Mary
Prom Night In Pig Town
Sam`s Last Boogie
Serious About You
Sing It One More Time Like That
Sleepytime Cartoon
Soon The Night
Spider`s Fence
Story Time
Swimming Pool
The Day The Bass Players Took Over The W
The Rifle And The Song
There`s A Panther In Michigan
These Are Good Times
Tongue Tied
Trouble Let Me Rest In Peace
Two Brains
What I Want Is A Proper Cup Of Coffee
You Can`t Get There From Here