The Cat Empire - Fishies - Скачать mp3 бесплатно

I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back,
And my supplies in a magic pack,
And I followed the sound of music
Not up a hill... but down to an old wharf shack.

Inside I heard the trumpet call.
I salute to the champions on the wall.
And in the Jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced.

And the night she looked so fine to me.
Oh I am a man on an Odyssey,
And so tie me to the mast I must believe!

"Wow didi didi", - I just had to look,
I said: "Wow didi didi", - how those hips they shook.
Eye patch tongue ring little black hook:
Welcome, fishies, to my hook.

And the tiny chefs they waved their giant knives,
And the dark goumas they flicked dynamite,
Still I kept the sight of my desire

And this one thing's sure I made no apologies:
Lights dimmed but she shone my mythology,
And I must admit she felt so alive.

"Wow didi didi", - I just had to look.
I said: "Wow didi didi", - how those hips they shook.
Eye patch tongue ring little black hook
Welcome fishies to my hook.

She waves for everybody down on the floor
As if to pray to the gods of the festival,
And there we were in the depths of the wild below.

Her face so close I could taste the distant shores.
She whispered: "Wait for the trumpets call".
It's not exactly love, it's to adore.

"Wow didi didi", - I just had to look,
I said: "Wow didi didi", - how those hips they shook.
Eye patch tongue ring little black hook:
Welcome fishies to my hook.

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