Текст песни I Love This Town

(with Jimmy Buffett)

I love this town… like an unmade bed

I love this town… of the living dead

I love this town… gonna paint it red

If I can spare a minute

I love this town… where curtains twitch

Where this door scratches… next door's itch

It's a pantomime… at fever pitch

And we can all be in it

People here are large as life

They know the whole world and his wife

From a razor's edge to a kitchen knife

They'll be glad to help you

I love this town… of hidden charms

Where no one means… you any harm

And if you sleep… through false alarms

No one here would blame you

I love this town… on the beaten track

Where nothing slips… between the cracks

Her rent's arrears… his heart attackNanci Griffith - I Love This Town - http://ru.motolyrics.com/nanci-griffith/i-love-this-town-lyrics.html

Now isn't that a shame, ooh!

Everyone's friendly to your face

And everybody knows their place

As long as you respect their space

You won't have to worry

The town hall clock is calling out

It's rush hour on the roundabout

Now I know without a doubt

It's the place for me…

I love this town… the dirty streets

It's a merry-go-round… with broken seats

Where silk and lace… and satin sheets

Are only dirty washing

I love this town… down on its knees

It's going under… by degrees

Still we can do… just as we please

As long as no one's watching

I love this town… I love this town…

I love this town… I love this town…