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"Belle and Sebastian"
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жанры: indie, alternative, twee
альбомы: The Life Pursuit
White Collar Boy
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Belle and Sebastian
жанры: indie, alternative, twee
альбомы: The Life Pursuit
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You're a white collar boy and you gave into the law Give in to the pressure, the cops gonna getcha You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your little paw Your wage won't stretch to picking up checksA custodial sentence she narrowly avoided Community service you had to go along with You're banging the rocks at the old city docks Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy, poor boy Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy, poor boyYou were chained to a girl that would kill you with a look It's a nice way to die, she's so easy on the eye She said, "Let's get away" but you played it by the book You're a warden's pet, she's a screaming suffragetteAnd we ain't in prison, we'll just finish up and go home She said, Not for me, I've got plans for later on So she belted the sarge, she jumped on a barge And you fell, you fell, you fell, you fell You fell, you fell, you fell, you fellWhite collar got dirt in your pants You got egg in your hair, you got spit on your chin You're a white collar scared to be bored Blue Collar, she's opening doors White collar boy on the run from the lawShe said, You ain't ugly, you can kiss me if you like Go ahead and kiss her, you don't know what you're missing Now baby you're special but there's something not quite right She's a Venus in flares and you wanna split hairsOh I am innocent, you were the rocket Things were okay till you took out the copper Now leave me alone, get used to the chains You're a pain, you're a pain, you're a pain, you're a pain You're a pain, you're a pain, you're a pain, you're a painWhite collar got dirt in your pants You got egg in your hair, you've got spit on your chin You're a white collar got dirt in your pants You got egg in your hair, you've got spit on your chinYou're a white collar, scared to be bored Blue Collar, she's opening doors White collar boy on the run from the law The law, the law, the lawGet on your bike, get on your horse
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