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    Robert Palmer

    Style Kills

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    Добавлена 11 апреля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'
    Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
    couldn't find out where the watch was hiding
    What a confusion
    A fellow lost his watch in a railway station
    What a confusion
    A fellow lost his watch in a railway station
    An attractive girl named Melda was accused of being a burglar
    She had no purse, no pocket in her clothes,
    so where she hid the watch only goodness knows
    And you hearing
    Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'
    Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
    couldn't find out where the watch was hiding
    Under suspicion, they took her down to the police station
    And they called on the matron who examined all the clothes she had on
    The matron examined with care
    She even made her take down her long hair
    She searched till she couldn't search no more but the
    watch now tickin' louder than before
    And you hearing
    Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'
    Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
    couldn't find out where the watch was hiding
    Confusion now in the station. The matron searching by inspiration
    Watch tickin' louder and louder and the matron moving up closer
    The matron convinced there's no doubt.
    She put her hand inside Melda's mouth
    Do you know her idea cam true?
    When she found the watch, it was ten to two. Still tickin'
    Tic, tic, tic! Ev'rybody lookin'. Tic, tic, tic! See them all a-searchin'
    Tic, tic, tic! That's all they're hearin' but they
    couldn't find out where the watch was hiding
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