- Голоса:
- Композитор:
- Dave Frishberg
 
- Жанры:
- Jazz
 
- Теги:
- instrumental
- male vocalist
 
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John Pizzarelli - Текст песни Slappin' The Cakes On Me
I walked in, sat down
 Took my sutomary look around
 I saw a fine young thin heading straight my eyes
 And before I could think if something slick to say
 She sat right down and said, "Yes, you may"
 She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend
 She was slappin' the cakes on me
 She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend
 She was slappin' the cakes on me as any fool could plainly see
 She was full of feminie expertise
 She was on her toes, I was on my knees
 She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend
 She was slappin' the cakes on me
 I was mute, I was mum, I was trying not look too dumb
 I said I certainly hope you won't misconstrue
 But perhaps we could have a little drink or two
 I said, "What's your pleasure?" , she said, "Guys like you"John Pizzarelli - Slappin' The Cakes On Me - http://ru.motolyrics.com/john-pizzarelli/slappin-the-cakes-on-me-lyrics.html
 We walked out hand in hand, exactly as the lady planned
 Then I moved in with my smoothest line
 I said, "Look here woman, what's your sign?"
 Later for that your place or mine
 She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend
 She was slappin' the cakes on me
 She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend
 She was slappin' the cakes on me as any fool could plainly see
 She was a ruthless master of poetry
 She was over my head, I was out of my league
 She was slappin' the cakes on me, my friend
 She was slappin' the cakes on me
 Now to tell you the truth that's exactly what happened
 Just the other night when this lady started
 She was slappin' the cakes on me
 She was slappin' the cakes on me













