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I lost my heart
Under the bridge
To that little girl
So much to me
And now I'm old
And now I holler
She'll never know
Just what I found

That blue eyed girl
She said "no more"
That blue eyed girl
Became blue eyed whore
('came blue eyed whore)
Down by the water
I took her hand
Just like my daughter
Won't see her again

Oh help me jesus
Come through this storm
I had to lose her
To do her harm
I heard her holler
I heard her moan
My lovely daughter

I took her home


Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.
Come back here, man. gimme my daughter.
Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.
Come back here, man. gimme my daughter.
Little fish. big fish. Swimming in the water.
Come back here, man. gimme my daughter ....

Music to make love to your old lady by

After all our dreams went down
Sinking for our very eyes
Still echoing the sound
Oh, the frozen dreadful cries

Witnessed the passing of our only loves
Lose a battle to the sea
Why did you choose my only love?
It could have easily been me

But it seems there was some other plan
One I don't care to understand
In the refuge of these foreign arms
I could find your holy land

How can it be that we defy this tragedy
From this lifeboat in the dark
Is it wrong that we could come together?
Wind and sorrow bear a spark

In our soul and desperation
Truest thing we'd ever known
But to admit that to the world would be blasphemy
Just to show we had our ground

How can it be that we defy this tragedy
From this lifeboat in the dark
Is it wrong that we could come together?
Wind and sorrow bear a spark

Греха струи от жената като неприятен резултат от любовта между брат и сестра.
Неудобно, но факт.
Уродливо, но брак - нечий любим омоним.
Аз съм тази нечия и нагло захапвам ябълката, капе
по гърдите и бедрата ми ... това изобщо не е твоята градина,
това е моята си присъда.
Затова единствено ходя облечена, г-да съдебни знаменатели.
Най-малкото ви общо кратно ме създаде тъй ябълколюбива.