Glee — текст песни (Honeydogs)

Got some wine, I got a dozen roses
Gotta get there before the Rock closes
Before the shit [dumped out] in the street
I watch you work that`s always a treat
Serving up she`s got her eye on me
She`s never happy but they call her Glee
What you want say it always clear
She`ll fill your cup while she [wipe] tear


They want to take an apple from your tree but you won`t let them
All the darlins` of the underground
They come to see you come to stare you down
There`s no glory washing ash trays
When all your friends have gone to bed
One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee----


Don`t want to hear about your old flames
I hope they go to an early grave
I`m jealous now can`t you tell
Am I the only one ringin` your bell


They want to take an apple from your tree but you won`t let them
All the darlins` of the underground
They come to see you come to stare you down
There`s no glory washing ash trays
When all your friends have gone to bed
One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee----


The drunken ass at the bar hollars
The world`s small and it`s geting smaller
Get yourself out of whack
When your friend talk behind your back


They want to take an apple from your tree but you won`t let them
All the darlins` of the underground
They come to see you come to stare you down
There`s no glory washing ash trays
When all your friends have gone to bed
One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee----
Come on Glee
Come on Glee
Yeah, come on Glee---