Glad 'n' Greasy Songtext
von The Beat Farmers
Glad 'n' Greasy Songtext
When the one you love is gone, it′s so hard to be alone
And the nights get so cold and lonely
No more voices in the dark and the dogs at night that bark
Sound so sad and far away
When laughter is a strain and all you feel is pain
From the loss of a friend and lover
Couldn't hurt to start again, so let′s immerse ourselves in sin
I don't care what the neighbors say
We'll be singing hi-de-ho, ′till the cows come home, you know
And we′ll get real glad 'n′ greasy
Well, I really feel we must- create a noisy buzz
'Till the cops come and take us away
Well, the world is strange, you see, when you′re sharin' it with me
And I′m tired of feelin' normal
The honeymoon's begun, so let′s go have some fun
And there′s lots of games left to play
We'll be singing hi-de-ho, ′till the cows come home, you know
And we'll get real glad ′n' greasy
Well, I really feel we must- create a noisy buzz
′Till the cops come and take us away
Aah-hah!
Well, let's resume the game, 'till we both are quite insane
And past the point of carin′
Took my mind too seriously, when you were apart from me
And there′s nothing left to say
We'll be singing hi-de-ho, ′till the cows come home, you know
And we'll get real glad ′n' greasy
Well, I really feel we must- create a noisy buzz
′Till the cops come and take us away
Aah-hah!
And the nights get so cold and lonely
No more voices in the dark and the dogs at night that bark
Sound so sad and far away
When laughter is a strain and all you feel is pain
From the loss of a friend and lover
Couldn't hurt to start again, so let′s immerse ourselves in sin
I don't care what the neighbors say
We'll be singing hi-de-ho, ′till the cows come home, you know
And we′ll get real glad 'n′ greasy
Well, I really feel we must- create a noisy buzz
'Till the cops come and take us away
Well, the world is strange, you see, when you′re sharin' it with me
And I′m tired of feelin' normal
The honeymoon's begun, so let′s go have some fun
And there′s lots of games left to play
We'll be singing hi-de-ho, ′till the cows come home, you know
And we'll get real glad ′n' greasy
Well, I really feel we must- create a noisy buzz
′Till the cops come and take us away
Aah-hah!
Well, let's resume the game, 'till we both are quite insane
And past the point of carin′
Took my mind too seriously, when you were apart from me
And there′s nothing left to say
We'll be singing hi-de-ho, ′till the cows come home, you know
And we'll get real glad ′n' greasy
Well, I really feel we must- create a noisy buzz
′Till the cops come and take us away
Aah-hah!
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