The White Stripes - Folksinger (KCRW) текст песни

Like a folk singer's song, I'm moving on
And I'm not the kind of man that acts very strong
When the girls are looking on
When the girls are looking on (When the girls are looking on)
If you tied my hands and put chains on my feet
I can picture myself walking down any street
Telling people that I meet,
"Looks like rain to me" (Looks like rain to me)

Every single day at eleven I'm home in bed in sleep heaven
Alone 'cause my girl leaves at seven
Ain't got time for my bed-in
She says "Stop pretendin'
You're not John Lennon"
Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss?
You can cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrist
And drop your fist

As soon as I'm well I'm gonna leave my house
Become more of a man and less like a mouse
Drive my car down south to the Mississippi's mouth
In the Gulf of Mexico I'll be soused
Every girl I made in the shade of Esplanade
I've saved in a song that I play when I'm afraid of a full-scale air raid
From the choices that I've made

Every single day at eleven I'm home in bed in sleep heaven
Alone 'cause my girl leaves at seven
Ain't got time for my bed-in
She says "Stop pretendin'
You're not John Lennon"
Will I ever get over this
Having tasted your lips with a kiss?
You would cross me off your list
Take these cuffs from off my wrist
And drop your fist.