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Old Laughing Lady

Page history last edited by Tasio Martin 5 years, 2 months ago

Old Laughing Lady

 

Don't call pretty Peggy,

She can't hear you no more

Don't leave no message

'Round her back door.

They say the old laughing lady

Been here before

She don't keep time,

She don't count score.

 

You can't have a cupboard

If there ain't no wall.

You got to move

There's no time left to stall.

They say the old laughing lady

Dropped by to call

And when she leaves,

She leaves nothing at all.

 

See the drunkard of the village

Falling on the street.

Can't tell his ankles

From the rest of his feet.

He loves his old laughing lady

'Cause her taste is so sweet.

But his laughing lady's loving

Ain't the kind he can keep.

 

There's a fever on the freeway,

Blacks out the night.

There's a slipping on the stairway,

Just don't feel right

And there's a rumbling in the bedroom

And a flashing of light

There's the old laughing lady,

Everything is all right.

 

Whoooo-oo

Whoooo-oo

 

Guilty train,

don't whistle my way again

Guilty train,

don't whistle my way again

 

Vieja dama sonriente

 

No llames a la guapa Peggy,

No puede oírte

No dejes ningún mensaje

En su puerta trasera.

Dicen que la vieja dama sonriente

Estuvo aquí antes

Para ella no existe el tiempo,

Para ella las horas no cuentan.

 

Tú no puedes tener una alacena

Si no hay una pared.

Tienes que moverte

No hay tiempo para pararse.

Dicen que la vieja dama sonriente

Pasó por aquí

Y cuando se marcha,

no deja nada de nada.

 

Mira el borracho del pueblo

Cayendo por la calle.

No puede distinguirse los tobillos

Del resto de los pies.

Él ama a su vieja dama sonriente

Porque su sabor es tan dulce.

Pero el amor de su vieja dama

No es de la clase que pueda mantenerse.

 

Hay una fiebre en la autopista,

Un apagón en la noche.

Hay un resbalón en la escalera,

Algo no va bien

Y hay un estruendo en el dormitorio

Y un destello de luz

Está la vieja dama sonriente

Todo va bien.

 

Uuuoooo-oo

Uuuoooo-oo

 

Tren de culpa,

deja de silbar al pasar a mi lado.

Tren de culpa,

deja de silbar al pasar a mi lado.

 

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