Текст (слова) песни: mott the hoople - Alice

Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze,
As the wind died away she sank way below her knees,
And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky,
She must have been at least a fathom high.
She works the 42nd beat on 42nd street,
with all her golden ambitions and dead rhinestones in her feet,
and when a stranger said she sucked she just smiled believing luck,
as she climed into his truck to make a buck.
Oh my god, she`s running round the trees,
Said she couldn`t touch them because they`re so real.
Alice you remind me of Manhattan,
The seedy and the snaz, the shoeboys and the satins,
Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in,
Oh, I got my eyes on you.
Now keep a watch on your watch and a watch on her watch,
cause if you ain`t too careful he`s gonna kick you in the crotch,
and you`re out in the cold and you know that you`ve been rolled,
and the cops don`t even stop and you feel old.
See Alice really liked you but you stayed a while too long,
now she wants you to forget it and come back before too long,
but make it quick if you could, she`s gonna star in Hollywood,
the producer seems to think, she`s kinda good.
Me and my camera eyes sitting on a fence,
laughing at the lights of New York City.
Alice you remind of Manhattan,
the seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins,
like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in.
Oh, just come over.
ROLL UP
See Alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards,
ain`t no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a horse,
and it`s a long way to Broadway from a 42nd lay,
or is it really just a couple of blocks away.
Now I wonder if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders
about the times I put her down when she seemed to be right under?
She told me morals are traditions, contradictions, superstitions,
see Alice is always based on split decisions.
Me and my stupidity sittin` on a fence
and digging what I thought was New York City.
Oh Alice, you remind me of Manhattan,
the seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins,
like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in,
Oh, I like you
Yeah Alice, the lights were meant for you,
your weaknesses successful and your selfishness the clue,
you gotta lose what you get and for what you get you lose,
Oh, I know it.
Oh Alice, don`t stop and think a minute
or your brain is gonna get ya, drop your heart right in it,
and you`re a shooting star and you`ll die if you don`t win it.
Yeah
You didn`t make the book

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: mott the hoople - Alice Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze, As the wind died away she sank way below her knees, And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky, She must have been at least a fathom high. She works the 42nd beat on 42nd street, with all her golden ambitions and dead rhinestones in her feet, and when a stranger said she sucked she just smiled believing luck, as she climed into his truck to make a buck. Oh my god, she`s running round the trees, Said she couldn`t touch them because they`re so real. Alice you remind me of Manhattan, The seedy and the snaz, the shoeboys and the satins, Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in, Oh, I got my eyes on you. Now keep a watch on your watch and a watch on her watch, cause if you ain`t too careful he`s gonna kick you in the crotch, and you`re out in the cold and you know that you`ve been rolled, and the cops don`t even stop and you feel old. See Alice really liked you but you stayed a while too long, now she wants you to forget it and come back before too long, but make it quick if you could, she`s gonna star in Hollywood, the producer seems to think, she`s kinda good. Me and my camera eyes sitting on a fence, laughing at the lights of New York City. Alice you remind of Manhattan, the seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins, like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in. Oh, just come over. ROLL UP See Alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards, ain`t no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a horse, and it`s a long way to Broadway from a 42nd lay, or is it really just a couple of blocks away. Now I wonder if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders about the times I put her down when she seemed to be right under? She told me morals are traditions, contradictions, superstitions, see Alice is always based on split decisions. Me and my stupidity sittin` on a fence and digging what I thought was New York City. Oh Alice, you remind me of Manhattan, the seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins, like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in, Oh, I like you Yeah Alice, the lights were meant for you, your weaknesses successful and your selfishness the clue, you gotta lose what you get and for what you get you lose, Oh, I know it. Oh Alice, don`t stop and think a minute or your brain is gonna get ya, drop your heart right in it, and you`re a shooting star and you`ll die if you don`t win it. Yeah You didn`t make the book Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Alice: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/28969.html Все тексты песен: mott the hoople » mott the hoople - Keep a Knocking » mott the hoople - Jerkin` Crocus » mott the hoople - all the young dudes2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » mott the hoople - Lounge Lizzard » mott the hoople - Movin On » mott the hoople - At The Crossroads » mott the hoople - Darkness Darkness » mott the hoople - Threads of Iron » mott the hoople - Like a Rolling Stone » mott the hoople - Keep a Knockin » mott the hoople - Hymn for The Dudes » mott the hoople - one of the boys \| guitar chord и Mp3 » mott the hoople - Whizz Kid » mott the hoople - Till Im Gone » mott the hoople - Through The Looking Glass » mott the hoople - Soft Ground » mott the hoople - Growing Man Blues » mott the hoople - Crash Street Kidds » mott the hoople - Shout It All Out » mott the hoople - Original Mixedup Kid Рекомендуем скачать: » Ольга Запрудина - То в раю, то по полю по минному... » Олег Городецкий - Романс » Олег Шмаков - Новогодняя » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Девушка и вампир » Олег Кабалик - Гайдамак. Вариант Плюс » Олег Митяев - Моя Родина » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Соси-посасывай » Олег Куприев - Провинциальный похмельный вальс » Ольга Запрудина - Романс » Ольга Тишина - Журавли » Ольга Залесская - Бабушка » Огонек Катя - Дорожный роман » Ольга Абрамова - Среди дней угорелых обеднел белый свет... » Олег Городецкий, Сергей Байтеряков - Как маятник часов... » Олег Газманов - Я останусь с тобой » О.Орлова - Мамбо на пляже » Ольга Афраймович - Песня » Ольга Афраймович - Бусы 4 (стихи) » Ольга Тишина - Город » Олег Газманов - Мы вместе
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