Like a tall thin girl
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Like a tall thin girl

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Album: Catfish rising
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Texte Like a tall thin girl

Well, I don′t care to eat out in smart restaurants.

I'd rather do a Vindaloo: take away is what I want.

I was down at the "Old Bengal", having telephoned a treat

When I saw her framed in the kitchen door.

She looked good enough to eat.

(And I mean eat.)

She was a tall thin girl.

She looked like a tall thin girl.

She said, "Whose is this carry-out?"

My face turned chilli red.

Well, I don′t know about carrying out

But you can carry me off to bed.

(And I mean bed.)

She was a tall thin girl.

She moved like a tall thin girl.

Maybe I can fetch for it

And maybe I can stretch for it.

I may not be a fat man

And I'm not exactly small

But when it all comes down, couldn't stand my ground.

This girl was tall.

(And I mean tall.)

She was a tall thin girl.

Big boy Doane, he′s a drummer.

Don′t play no tambourine

But he's Madras hot on the bongo trot

If you know just what I mean.

Stands six foot three in his underwear;

Going to get him down here and see

If this good lady′s got a little sister

About the same size as me (Yeah)

She was a tall thin girl.

She looked like a tall thin girl.

Well, can I fetch for it?

Well, maybe I can stretch for it?

Well, am I up for it? Or do I have to go down for it?

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