Wednesday, 28 September 2011

english-lyric-Arrivederci

- Album: I Oughtta Give You A Shot In The Head For
- Singer: Shivaree


From the album I Oughtta Give You a Shot in the Head for...

Arrivederci I'm cutting my hair
Tell fish and Tracy the weather's fair
Been eleven hours were on a dare
Arrivederci to my old chair

I've been told that the old
Who bargain and save
They get sold
For the gold
On the little kings grave
So goodbye to screamers
And goodnight Irene
A salty whisker won't hurt anything



Source from Arrivederci

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