DEPORTEES. (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos). words by Woody Guthrie, music by Martin Hoffman. . The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting. The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps.
Are you ready boots?. Start walkin'. Let's go. Yee-haw. Come on. Let's go. . You keep sayin' you got somethin' for me. Well officer, I don't mind to say you do.
Don't talk to strangers on the bus. You know that could be dangerous. Don't walk on stick or stones. Don't answer ringing phones. You know I got to worry.
you keep saying you got something for me. somethin you call love but confess. you been messin where you shouldnt have messin. and now someone else is gettin all your best.
You keep saying you got something for me. Something you call love, but I call sex. You've been kissing when you ought-to-be-a-screwing. And now someone else can kiss your ass.
(l. hazelwood). . You keep saying. You got something for me. Something' you call love. But confess. . You've been messin'. Where you shouldn't have been messin'.
You keep saying you've got something for me.. something you call love, but confess.. You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'. and now someone else is gettin' all your best..
You keep saying you've got something for me.. something you call love, but confess.. You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'. and now someone else is gettin' all your best..
You keep saying you've got something for me.. something you call love, but confess.. You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'. and now someone else is gettin' all your best..
You keep saying you've got something for me.. something you call love, but confess.. You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'. and now someone else is gettin' all your best..
You keep saying you've got something for me.. something you call love, but confess.. You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'. and now someone else is gettin' all your best..
I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time. To spend an evening with me. And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there's a chance.
Tell you babe. im Not The Lovin' Kind. so you'd better get it right off of your mind. I'll give you money, I don't care. I'll take you with me, anywhere.
You came by at two o'clock, you shoulda been by at ten. I said bye at three o'clock and I ain't coming back again. . Whoa!. How does that grab you, darlin'?.
Stai attento non va bene sempre. Non puoi far di me cio che vuoi. Hai combinato i pasticci che hai voluto. Non pensare che perdoni sempre te. Gli stivaletti rossi che piaccion poco a te.
Some velvet morning when I'm straight. I'm gonna open up your gate. And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra. and how she gave me life. and how she made it in.
How could you do this to me? Whoa. I gave you every little thing that I could. You had me singing forever. Just like I knew you would. . I refuse to get a grip.
You keep saying. You've got something for me. Something you call love. But confess. You've messing. Where you shouldn't have been messing. Now someone else is getting all of your best.
You keep saying. You've got something for me. Something you call love. But confess. You've messing. Where you shouldn't have been messing. Now someone else is getting all of your best.
You keep saying you got something for me. Something you call love but confess. You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'. And now someone else is getting all your best.