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Текст (слова) песни: Diana Ross - Gimme a Pigfoot
(w. wilson)
Up in harlem every saturday night
Were the highbrows get together, just to write
They all congregate at an allnite hack
What they do is ooh papa dah
Ol hannah brown, way cross town
Gets full of corn and starts brining em down
And at the break of day
You can hear ol hannah say
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me daddy, move right down
I feel just like I wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Because hes bringing me down
Hes got rhythm, when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
Were gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cause I dont care
I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Send me daddy, move right in
Feel just like I wanna shop
Give the piano player a drink
Because hes knocking me out
Hes got rhythm when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
Were gonna do the huckabuck until the rising sun
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin
Move me cause I dont care
I want a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
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