Gangster Of Love — текст песни (Talking Heads)

Gangster of love

Gangster of love

You with the cocktail in your hand

You in your red Mercedes Benz

Goin` in one ear and out the other

cover up the pain with laughter, baby



Hey Al Capone

Is that who you think you are?

All the girls

All around the world

Well, they wanna shake your hand

It won`t be long

You`ll need an alibi

A little bird

Told me what he`d heard

Is it really true?

Gangster of love

Gangster of love

They`re gonna take you for a ride

And hit you right between the eyes

You can hear the pretty music playin` well

listen to the words, they`re saying,

you can hear them calling`, hear them calling`



Hey, Al Capone

You`ll need a bodyguard

Just like that

You`ll be laid out flat

With a broken heart

I shot you down

Who`s gonna help you now?

Valentine`s day

Better hope and pray

They`ll be tearing you apart

Gangster of love, Gangster of love

Gangster of love, Gangster of love



I hear conversations

In restaurants and bars

I read all the papers

And what they say is wrong

It`s such a fine, fine line

such a fine, fine line



Gangster of love

Gangster of love

Gangster of love

Gangster of love

Gangster of love

Gangster of love

Gangster of love