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Текст (слова) песни: Jethro Tull - Undressed To Kill

Working on the late shift --- first drink of the day.
Pull a chair up to the table, have to look the other way.
What kind of place am I in? And who`s this over here?
Shaking through the silver bubbles climbing through my beer.
Won`t let it move me, but I can`t sit still.
Could you meet the eyes of a working girl
undressed to kill?

Staring through the smoke haze --- plaid shirts in the night.
Well, I`m making sure that everything is zipped up tight.
Who`s that jumping on the table? Putting tonic in my gin?
Brushing silken dollars on her cold white skin.
Won`t let it move me, but I can`t sit still.
Could you meet the eyes of a working girl
undressed to kill?

She could have been sweet seventeen. There again, well, so could I.
There was a tear drop sparkle on the inside of her thigh.
Going to fetch myself a cold beer. I`ve got to get a grip.
Find some place to touch down. Find a landing strip.
Won`t let it move me, but I can`t sit still.
Can you meet the eyes of a working girl
all undressed to kill?

Last one out is a cold duck. Padding down the road.
I wait outside, my motor running --- got a warm dream to unload.
Can I face her in the sunshine? In he harsh real light of day?
She walks out with recognition in her eyes --- I look away.
Won`t let it move me, but I can`t sit still.
Couldn`t meet the eyes of a working girl
undressed to kill.

 

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