Текст песни Barrier Reef
The Empty Bottle was half empty, tide was low, and I was thirsty.
Saw her sitting at the bar, you know how some girls are,
Always making eyes, well she wasn′t making eyes.
So I sidled up beside her, settled down and shouted, ";Hi there.";
";My name′s Stewart Ransom Miller, I′m a serial lady-killer.";
She said, ";I′m already dead,"; that′s exactly what she said.
So we tripped the lights fantastic, we was both made of elastic.
Midnight came and midnight went, and I though I was the President.
She said, ";Do you have a car,"; and I said, ";Do I have a car?";
What′s so great about the Barrier Reef?
What′s so fine about art?
What′s so good about a Good Times Van,
When you′re working on a broken,
Working on a broken,
Working on a broken man?
My heart wasn′t in it, not for one single minute.
I went through the motions with her. Her on top, and me on liquor.
Didn′t do no good, well I didn′t think it would.
What′s so great about the Barrier Reef?
What′s so fine about art?
What′s so good about a Good Times Van,
When you′re working on a broken,
Working on a broken,
Working on a broken man?
When you′re working on a broken,
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