I`ll Be Your Handbag — текст песни (Shane Macgowan And The Popes)

Skinheads, coppers, all cock sucker, punks
Me I`m recovering from a nine day drunk
Hands of a bar maid
Bringing off a bald headed monk
All this and more for just one line of junk
I`ll be your handbag
But I`d rather be your negligee
I`ll be your handbag
You blow my mind away
You blow my mind away
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
Don`t snatch me please
So cold that I could freeze
Now you got me on my knees
I`ll be your handbag
Be right next to you
I`ll be your handbag
Cause I belong to you
Cause I belong to you