She`s Too Good For Me — текст песни (Sting & Police)


She don`t like to hear me sing
She don`t want no diamond ring
She don`t want to drive my car
She won`t let me go that far
She don`t like the way I look
She don`t like the things I cook
She don`t like the way I play
She don`t like the things I say
But oh, oh, the games we play
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me

She don`t like the jokes I make
She don`t like the drugs I take
She don`t like the friends I got
She don`t like my friends a lot
She don`t like the clothes I wear
She don`t like the way I stare
She don`t like the tales I tell
She don`t like the way I smell
But oh, oh, the games we play
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me

Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do?
Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two?
I could distort myself to be the perfect man
She might prefer me as I am. Oh,

She don`t want to meet my folks
She don`t want to hear my jokes
She don`t want to fix my tie
She don`t want to even try
She don`t like the books I read
She don`t like the way I feed
She don`t want to save my life
She don`t want to be my wife
But oh, oh, the games we play
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me
She`s too good for me



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