Sylvia Plath — текст песни (Ryan Adams)

I wish I had a Sylvia Plath

Busted tooth and a smile

And cigarette ashes in her drink

The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week

The kind that goes out on her

To give me a reason, for well, I dunno



And maybe she`d take me to France

Or maybe to Spain and she`d ask me to dance

In a mansion on the top of a hill

She`d ash on the carpets

And slip me a pill

Then she`d get pretty loaded on gin

And maybe she`d give me a bath

How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath



And she and I would sleep on a boat

And swim in the sea without clothes

With rain falling fast on the sea

While she was swimming away, she`d be winking at me

Telling me it would all be okay

Out on the horizon and fading away

And I`d swim to the boat and I`d laugh

I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath



And maybe she`d take me to France

Or maybe to Spain and she`d ask me to dance

In a mansion on the top of a hill

She`d ash on the carpets

And slip me a pill

Then she`d get pretty loaded on gin

And maybe she`d give me a bath

How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath

I wish I had a Sylvia Plath