Текст, перевод и аккорды “Road Ladies”
- By: frank zappa as performed by nazareth Said, dont it ever get lonesome? Dont it ever get sad when you go out on the road? No, dont it ever get lonesome? Dont it ever get sad when you come here to seattle On a four day show of the tour And you got nothing but groupies and promotors to love you And a pile of laundry by the hotel door. Dont it ever get lonesome? Dont it ever make a young man blue? Dont it ever get lonesome? Dont it ever make a young man where hell just wanna go back home? When the p.a. system eats it, And the band plays some of the most terriblest shit youve ever known. Dont you ever miss your house in the country And your hot little mamma there? Dont you ever miss your house in the country And your hot little mamma there? Dont you better get a shot when you find out what the Road ladies do to you. I swear someday I aint never, Im never gonna go out on the road again. I swear someday I aint never, never, never, never, Never, never, never, never, never, never Gonna roam the country side. No more. Im gonna hang up them ol holiday inns, dude And watchin someone do it on the floor Dont you ever miss your house in the country And your hot little mamma there? Dont you ever miss your house in the country And your hot little mamma there? Dont you better get a shot when you find out what the Road ladies do to you. What the road ladies do to you!
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