Quiche Lorraine — текст песни (B-52`s, The)

The skies are charcoal grey,
It`s a dreary downtown day,
But at the end of my 40 foot leash,
Is my little friend Quiche.
Quiche La Poodle is her name
And having a good time on a crummy day is our game.

Quiche Quiche Lorraine
Quiche Quiche Lorraine

Everyday I take her out. Yea!
She runs around, she shouts out and barks, Yea!
Cause she`s a good doggie
She`s a sweet, sweet, sweet PUPPY! Arf Arf
And I know she`ll stick by me, Yea! Arf Arf

Oh no! Here comes a Great Dane
Drivin` down the lane
Quiche, Quiche, Quiche come back here;
Don`t leave me.
I`ll go insane.
I`ll go insane.

How do you like that?
Has anybody seen a dog dyed dark green.
About two inches tall, with a strawberry blonde fall;
Sunglasses and a bonnet
and designer jeans with appliques on it?
The dog that brought me so much joy
Left me wallowing in pain.
Quiche Lorraine.

I`ll show her!
Do you see the key in my hand?
I`m gonna throw it in the lake.
Yea, you`ve been so rotten to me,
You take the cake.
I`m just gonna lock the door to your kennel,
and just you try and come back to me.
Yea, you`ll see.

Quiche Quiche Lorraine You mangey mutt.
Quiche Quiche Lorraine I`m talking about Quiche!
Quiche Quiche Lorraine Quiche Lorraine!