Texty písní Murray Head Nigel Lived Bed & Breakfast

Bed & Breakfast

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Streets aren't paved with gold they're grey
Houses don't sparkle they're cold with decay
People won't smile their looks defile
The image I'm trying to portray
All I want is a bed and breakfast
Marmalade, toast and tea
Bedsits or sharing, overseas guest house
It seems so easy to me
Life is easy snug and sleazy...Yeah..

Electric hairs wince in long sheep like coats
Black leathers mince with a menacing gloat
Girls look deceiving, tired and concealing
Make-up that's peeling, two-days old and congealing
All I want is a bed and breakfast
Marmalade toast and tea
Bedsits or sharing, overseas guest house
It seems so easy to me
Life is easy snug or sleazy...Yeah..
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