Текст (слова) песни: They Might Be Giants - New Hampshire
Here I stand outside the window longing to be asked inside Until someone sees, being polite, though scared to death, they let me in
Woman wonders, "Who`s your itchy friend?" Woman says, "I thought he was with you." Woman says, "I thought he was with you." They slowly back away from him At best he`s very interesting His brushes with success were just an accident No one likes New Hampshire Man
Broken-hearted old man of New Hampshire Flower-sniffing poet of New Hampshire Charming witty drunk Gate-crashing parasite Self-pitying, embittered, morose New Hampshire Man
Woman wonders, "Who`s your itchy friend?" Woman says, "I thought he was with you." Woman says, "I thought he was with you." They slowly back away from him At best he`s very interesting His brushes with success were just an accident No one likes New Hampshire Man No one likes New Hampshire Man.
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