Dont Rain on My Parade — текст песни (Debbie Gibson)

Dont tell me not to live just sit and putter

Lifes candy and the suns a ball of butter

Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade



Dont tell me not to fly Ive simply got to

If someone takes a spill

Its me and not you

Who told you youre allowed to rain on my parade



Chorus:

Ill march my band out

Ill beat my drum

And if Im fanned out

Your turn at bat sir

At least I didnt fake it

Hat sir, I guess I didnt make it



But whether Im the rose of sheer perfection

Or freckle on the nose of lifes complexion

The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye



I gotta fly once, I gotta try once

Only can die once, right sir?

Love is juicy, juicy and you see

Ive got to have my bite sir



Get ready for me love cause Im a comer

Ive simply got to march my hearts a drummer

Dont bring around a cloud to rain on my parade



Im gonna live and live now

Get what I want I know how

One roll for the whole shebang

One throw that bell will go clang

Eye on the target and wham

One shot, one gunshot and bam

Hey mr. arnstein, here I am!



Chorus



Get ready for me love cause Im a comer

Ive simply got to march my hearts a drummer

Nobody, no nobody is gonna rain on my parade