Тексты песен «10 Cc»

I need some money to open doors I won't bend over or lick your paws You got me red, I'll get me black My tar town checks come bouncin' back He wears my suit to make a good impression He didn't come here for no mad...

Here on the street Feeling the cool of the dawn Shuffling feet Faces are ragged and worn They've been working all night Waiting for the curtain to rise While you're under the sheets You with the stars in your eyes...

4\% of something's Better than 10\% of nothing blue 4\% of something's Better than 10\% of nothing blue Well I don't like the way you work It's all I can do Working on a number My fingers to the bone on my guitar...

There's a little piece of heaven in your eye today I think I saw it comin' but I really couldn't say But if it turns into a teardrop on your cheek today Will it turn into a river before I wipe it away And when we're...

Let's stay a while and watch him He's moving into action man He's looking good but maybe He's in the wrong direction man But he wanna get a little, get a little Every night, get a little, get a little Something for...

I want to meet you at that restaurant The one you love it's got a pretty front What a front The girls are holding hands It's a treat to indulge Or we can sit awhile and look around Look around, round round Look around,...

All booked up for u dont need no ticket dont need no reservation i've got my table set for two dont bring no money, just your imagination for all the things that we can do. I skip my entree n'stick to table water i've...

Don't need no ticket, Don't need no reservation, I got my table set for 2, Dont bring your money, just your imagination, for all the things that we can do. I skip my entree and stick to table water, i've got my main...

Martin Luther B.B. King You had a dream and you make us swing Doctor Winston J.F.K. You had a dream but they blew you away American panorama Big apple rice banana Bit but keep your backs against the wall Pretzel logic...

Martin Luther B.B. King You had a dream and you make us swing Doctor Winston J.F.K. You had a dream but they blew you away Americana panorama Big apple rice banana Bit but keep your backs against the wall Pretzel...

Demented New York athletes staggering 'round the block Deformed Chicanos pour in, Chicago's rolling stock Digital bathrooms drilling for furs Surgical stockings marked his and hers Guggenheim attitudes back to back with...

Gimme your body Gimme your mind Open your heart Pull down the blind Gimme your love gimme it all Gimme in the kitchen gimme in the hall Art for arts sake Money for Gods sake Art for Arts sake Money for Gods sake...

I'll show you man who walk on fire And don't get burned Don't get burned, don't get burned He don't get burned I'll show you man who tread on glass And he don't get cut Don't get cut, don't get cut He don't get cut...

I got a bee in my bonnet Got a chip on my shoulder I got a hole in my shoe And my toes are getting colder I got ants in my pants I got fries in my thighs I got a bone in my nose I got frit in my ass I got a bee in my...

I got a bee in my bonnet Got a chip on my shoulder I got a hole in my shoe And my toes are getting colder I got ants in my pants I got fries in my thighs I got a bone in my nose I got frit in my ass I got a bee in my...

She doesn't need money She doesn't need diamonds She's lookin' for pretty things She doesn't want romance She doesn't need finance She's looking for rendezvous But every time she's going down She never looks around I'll...

Bluebird take me on your wing Teach me how to fly Teach me how to sing Bluebird, guardian of my soul Inside everybody Is a story to be told I came in from the cold When I found someone Strong enough to bear The strain...

When you open your eyes To a brand new morning And the sun shines Above you You pull on your breeches and say Oh well, It's the start of a brand new day For birds of prey You live and learn your life away But there...

Well it's cold down here in the water It's cold down here in the sea Who'd be a channel swimmer? Only a fool like me I've greased my body and I'm heading over the ocean These two arms are the only locomotion I need...

a shake of the tin the money drops in, but is it a sin you're standing in rags you're selling your flags but who gets the dough at the end of the day we saw your drop-dead fancy wheels your little house up on the hill...