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Текст (слова) песни: Elvis Costello - Boy With a Problem
I feel like a boy with a problem
I cant believe what weve forgotten
And I even slapped your face and made you cry
Its the last thing I want to do
Pull the curtains on me and you
Pull the carpet from under love
Pull out like young lovers do
You swore you wouldnt shout
If its not your punch then its your pout
Days in silence try my temper
Nights spent drinking to remember
How memories are always tender
I crept out last night behind your back
The little they know might be the pieces I lack
Came home drunk
Talking in circles
The spirit is willing but I dont believe in miracles
Ive got a problem but lets go to bed
I can roll over and I can play dead
But here I am in the doghouse instead
I feel like a boy with a problem
I cant believe all youve forgotten
Sleeping with forgiveness in your heart for me
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