Текст песни «Griffith Nanci - I Love This Town»

(with Jimmy Buffett)

I love this towna like an unmade bed
I love this towna of the living dead
I love this towna gonna paint it red
If I can spare a minute

I love this towna where curtains twitch
Where this door scratchesa next door's itch
It's a pantomimea at fever pitch
And we can all be in it

People here are large as life
They know the whole world and his wife
From a razor's edge to a kitchen knife
They'll be glad to help you

I love this towna of hidden charms
Where no one meansa you any harm
And if you sleepa through false alarms
No one here would blame you

I love this towna on the beaten track
Where nothing slipsa between the cracks
Her rent's arrearsa his heart attack
Now isn't that a shame, ooh!

Everyone's friendly to your face

And everybody knows their place
As long as you respect their space
You won't have to worry

The town hall clock is calling out
It's rush hour on the roundabout
Now I know without a doubt
It's the place for mea

I love this towna the dirty streets
It's a merry-go-rounda with broken seats
Where silk and lacea and satin sheets
Are only dirty washing

I love this towna down on its knees
It's going undera by degrees
Still we can doa just as we please
As long as no one's watching

I love this towna I love this towna
I love this towna I love this towna

a 2004 Gregsongs (MCPS-PRS)