Pigeon Penelope — текст песни (Imani Coppola)

A trip today,
about seventeen times.
I was walking down the street,
saying "Keep in line, keep in line"
I wandered for about 17 feet.
Found my destination,
it was right across the street.
The park was nice,
the bums were chilling.
I dime for advice,
that was you.
I was willing,
to hear a chill bum having something to say.
Besides, here`s a cup,
give me money while I lay.

Perched up in a tree,
spread your wings,
and then chose me.
You see.
`Cos I was feeling fine.
Pigeon Penelope,
eventually you will leave me alone.
It`s just a matter of time.

Eyed the bird,
then my friend appeared.
He said:
"Imani how you feeling? `Cos you acting kinda weird."
Mind went blank,
I couldn`t explain.
Came up with something fast,
to prove that I was sane.
"It`s that thing above me, not you sir, don`t worry."
A bit disturbed,
left in a hurry.
Hand shake,
kiss on the cheek.
"You need some time, I`ll see you in a week."

Perched up in a tree,
spread your wings,
and then chose me.
You see,
that I was feeling fine.
Pigeon Penelope,
eventually you will leave me alone.
It`s just a matter of time.

Down came your little package.
Knocked me right off my feet.
If I could I swear I`d kill you.
Sugar cube`s sure taste sweet,
with a pigeon.

Perched up in a tree,
spread your wings,
and then chose me.
You see,
that I was feeling fine.
Pigeon Penelope,
eventually you will leave me alone.
It`s just a matter of time.