Thirteenth day of August '54, I was five years old Depending where you're counting from Mama, tell me what was going abroad No tales of things to come Daddy, daddy come home in the evening with the burdens of the day Pat Boone might come along and take Daddy's blues away Mama take Daddy's head into her hands Soothe awhile, soothe awhile, touch the boy inside the man Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the streets Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the streets No, no, no, Miss Debbie Reynolds Promised someone out there always to obey Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat And there's no one better qualified to cry awhile, cry awhile Not quite like Mr Johnny Ray (Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat) (Sugar, sugar, white, clean and neat) Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way from the streets Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way, such a long, long I said, it's such a long way from the streets [Incomprehensible] want me no more? Do you want me no more? Ooh yeah, talk to me Oh yeah, down at the juke joint, back at the drive-in movie show Moon dog made one more white boy sanctify Out on the streets, the red hot streets, old heroes fell And I screamed my name with pride Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long way, it's such a long way It's such a long, long way from the streets Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such a long, long way, it's such a long, long I said, it's such a long way from the streets Hey, baby, [Incomprehensible] tell me, baby? Don't you want me no more? Little girl, little girl, little girl Baby, baby, since I was loving you © EMI VIRGIN MUSIC, INC; COMPUTER CHANCE LIMITED; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com