Песня «Rosanna»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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You could be the silver, I could be the gold
Running out of time and of ideas
we could be a sight to behold
Falling out of windows
Kicking in doors
Waiting on a sign to define
you could be mine and I could be yours

Tell me why baby do you cry
do you have to be so unkind?
Casting spells on the punch drunk women
that your boyfriend left behind


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So take it slow let all this go Rosanna
I'll be your friend there'll be no end until I see you smile

You could be the fever I could be the fix
We could sow the seed of the need you agreed
that you'd needed for your kicks
Tripping over headstones
Sleeping in graves
Baby you're a mess I confess but I guess
that I'll save you one of these days

Tell me what do you cry
do you have to be so unkind?
Casting spells on the punch drunk women
that your boyfriend left behind
Call my name I could be to blame
for the hole in your golden heart
I could marry you till the cows come home
though we're living half a world apart

So take it slow let all this go Rosanna
I'll be your friend there'll be no end until I saw you smile

Rosanna take it slow
Rosanna let it go
Rosanna I need to know

Rosanna take it slow
Rosanna let it go
Rosanna I need to know

So take it slow let all this go Rosanna
I'll be your friend there'll be no end until I saw you smile

So take it slow let all this go Rosanna
I'll be your friend there'll be no end until I saw you smile


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  • She said oh my, I don’t know why I was just busy watching everyone go by Outside the shite bar, and you’re a red car Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar I said oh Christ, I told you twice It’s just not easy going through all these things thrice What’s this I wonder, you drive a bluebird You got no money for the petrol, that’s what I heard And it’s all right, she’ll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight And oh she’s alright, everybody says she’s uptight Sick in the head, first in the bed So easy to be Friday’s nightmare I said oh no, oh please just go You got no eyelids and sweet ella loves me so She got my number, though I can’t stand her I can’t help diggin her a hope I guess I wonder And oh it’s clear, you want me dear It would be easier if I was never here You got the money, and I got the reason, I’ll stick around with you for just another season And it’s alright, she’ll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight And oh she’s alright, everybody says she’s uptight Sick in the head, first in the bed So easy to be Friday’s nightmare She’s just getting along, So don’t tell me she’s yours Oh please tell me I’m wrong again It’s all in a daze/day, So what can you say Just; sleep in yer shoes With the winterbox blues Any time you choose, Oh yeah She said oh my, I don’t know why I was just busy watching everyone go by Outside the shite bar, and you’re a red car Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar She said oh Christ, I told you twice It’s just not easy going through all these things thrice What’s this I wonder, you drive a bluebird You got no money for the petrol, that’s what I heard And it’s alright, she’ll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight And oh she’s alright, everybody says she’s uptight Sick in the head, first in the bed So easy to be Friday’s wonder
  • Turn off the light when you leave Switch off that evil sound I’m trying hard not to breathe Till I’m on solid ground Sometimes that’s just how it goes Take it from someone who knows Eyes wide, tongue tied She replied, «I'm lost inside» I’m not your miracle man I’m not your spirit guide Before this whole thing began I had some sense of pride Just one more night with your lips Your company is hard to eclipse Weak knees, yes indeed Guaranteed, make my heart bleed Give me a reason to breathe Don’t let my sun go down I’ll make you sad and receive I’ll be your sacred ground Be my Medusa in Chains, petrified Only your beauty remains Tell me, baby, one more time Won’t you be a friend of mine? Put out your e-cigarette Take off your sequin shawl Just try your best to forget That I once made you crawl Just one more sway of your hips I love the way your confidence slips You should be outlawed, dear God Every single breath, I applaud Give me a reason to breathe Don’t let my sun go down I’ll make you sad and receive I’ll be your sacred ground Be my Medusa in Chains, petrified Only your beauty remains Tell me, baby, one more time Won’t you be a friend of mine?
  • I heard the time just slips from your sugarplum lips So I go there just to watch it fall And then my jaw just drops when your cherry lolly pops I get nervous when you bounce my ball I get the strangest sense we were lovers, past tense Like a dog in heat I just can’t be indiscreet And when I see you there I whisper my prayer so sweet I’m getting shaky on my feet, I’m incomplete I’ll be your one man band, I’ll be at your command Just say the word and I’ll be your renaissance man I swear I’ll go where you don’t dare I’ll bury this affair deep down in Sugartown I heard your glass hips swayed while the jitterbugs played Every man was on his bended knee And all my hopes got smashed as my nerve just crashed I was as heavy as a boy could be I get the strangest sense we were lovers, past tense Like a dog in heat I just can’t be indiscreet And when I see you there I whisper my prayer so sweet I’m getting shaky on my feet, I’m incomplete And if you just can’t do me right Then honey please do me wrong I’ll be your one man band, I’ll be at your command Just say the word and I’ll be your renaissance man I swear I’ll go where you don’t dare I’ll bury this affair deep down in Sugartown Do do oh oh Do do oh oh Do do oh And if you just can’t do me right Honey please do me wrong I’ll be your one man band, I’ll be at your command Just say the word and I’ll be your renaissance man I swear I’ll go where you don’t dare I’ll bury this affair deep down in Sugartown Deep down in Sugartown Deep down in Sugartown Deep down in Sugartown Deep down in Sugartown Deep down in Sugartown Deep down
  • She can't help it, the girl can't help it You can find her scratching around in the dark Just another candle chasing a spark You can find her screaming along with the ghosts Reminds you she's the one you needed the most And then you're out there on your own again No one believes you when you lie I still see all the old girls now and then Catching the moonlight as they cry She can't help it, the girl can't help it The wrong way round's the right way up when she calls You can laugh but it won't mean nothing at all Yes you can find her scratching away in her room Stumblin' round by the light of the stragglers moon And then you're out there digging holes again Six million people can't be wrong Some day you'll buy the perfect soul and then you can get back where you belong And then you're out there on your own again No one believes you when you lie I still see all the old girls now and then catching the moonlight when they cry
  • Pardon me sugar I’m the man underneath your palm Well I won’t take your balance and I won’t chew your bubblegum White heat, indiscreet, any day now obsolete Know you’ve seen your best days I will still walk down your empty street Well you look like salvation but you taste like a refugee You say you’ve got no soul but you look like you do to me If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy Well I’ve been pushing up daisies just to catch a glimpse of something real When I see you coming I might just as well give up a meal Well if you saw me broken won’t you put me out my misery Well I don’t do handsome and you don’t do sympathy If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy Wrong from the get go Let it slide Tell me what they don’t know Sing them praises far and wide Give those speeches Ring them bells Mama don’t know what she preaches But she sure looks dignified Well she sure looks dignified Well she sure looks dignified If I was the melody you were the symphony Honey loving you took the very best of me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy Take my only guarantee I could be your slave if you’d only beg for me I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy Just another punchline in your Stand up Sit down Lie back Turn round Play dead For me Stand up tragedy