Lost Paraguayos — текст песни (Stewart Rod)

Darling, I hate to tell you,
but I think I`m catching a cold.
Put another chair on the fire,
bring a bottle over here, I feel I`m getting old.
I like your laugh, and a hot romance,
and your orn`ry sense of humour,
but if it rains again like it did today
I`m gonna have to leave a little bit sooner.
Got to get me some South America sun.
Honey, don`t even ask me if you can come along.,
down at the border you need to look older,
and you sure don`t look like my daughter.
Your ridiculous age, such a sweet outrage,
and I`ll end up in a Mexican jail.
Darling, please don`t cry you know I wouldn`t tell you no lie!
Look over there! Oh my God, don`t look now, but it appears to be
rainin` again,
get upstairs, pack my book of pray`rs,
honey hurry, I`m catching pnumonia.
I`ve gotta move while I`m in the mood or I`ll disappear into that
wall.
Darling, please don`t curse, it really couldn`t be any worse.
Say I`m a sun fanatic, but it`s dark in your attic and your cat sleeps
over my head.
I know I`m not a football star,
but I`m one little better than that.
So I`m much obliged, gotta fuel my pride and a cup of tea ev`ry
morning,
I`ll say goodbye, let you marry that guy,
you know I wouldn`t tell you no lie.