I Really Can't Go Straight Songtext
von Roger Chapman
I Really Can't Go Straight Songtext
Too late - too late
Take my limousine - drive it to a breakers yard
And my TV set - swap it for an old guitar
No time for cocktail hour - you take me to a whiskey bar
Make the a la carte - a little less bizarre
Too late - too late
I really can′t go straight
Too late - too late
I really can't go straight
You can talk about me loose but I don′t care
Put it in a hole somewhere
As for high IQ measure me a dunces hat
And for pedigree you figure me an old tom cat
Savoir faire just put me in the hobo class
When they were handing cool about
The queue was long and I was last
Too late - too late
I really can't go straight
Too late - too late
I really can't go straight
You can talk about me loose but I don′t care
Put it in a hole somewhere
Talk about me loose but I don′t care
Too late - too late
Too late - too late
Too late - too late
Take my limousine - drive it to a breakers yard
And my TV set - swap it for an old guitar
No time for cocktail hour - you take me to a whiskey bar
Make the a la carte - a little less bizarre
Too late - too late
I really can′t go straight
Too late - too late
I really can't go straight
You can talk about me loose but I don′t care
Put it in a hole somewhere
As for high IQ measure me a dunces hat
And for pedigree you figure me an old tom cat
Savoir faire just put me in the hobo class
When they were handing cool about
The queue was long and I was last
Too late - too late
I really can't go straight
Too late - too late
I really can't go straight
You can talk about me loose but I don′t care
Put it in a hole somewhere
Talk about me loose but I don′t care
Too late - too late
Too late - too late
Too late - too late
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