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Текст (слова) песни: Creedence Clearwater Revival - Penthouse Pauper
Now, if I was a bricklayer,
I wouldnt build just anything;
And if I was a ball player,
I wouldnt play no second string.
And if I were some jewlry, baby;
Lord, Id have to be a diamond ring.
If I were a secret, lord, I never would be told.
If I were a jug of wine, lord, my flavor would be old.
I could be most anything,
But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh.
If I were a gambler, you know Id never lose,
And if I were a guitar player,
Lord, Id have to play the blues.
If I was a hacksaw, my blade would be razor sharp.
If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk.
You can find the tallest building,
Lord, Id have me the house on top.
Oh, lets go!
All right, keep goin!
Im the penthouse pauper;
I got nothin to my name.
Im the penthouse pauper; baby,
I got nothing to my name.
I can be most anything,
cause when you got nothin its all the same.
Oh, lets move to this song!
Lord, look at my penthouse.
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