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  • 作词 : Anderson
    Well, I don't care to eat out in smart restaurants
    I'd rather do a
    Vindaloo, take away is what
    I wantI was down at the old
    Bengal, having telephoned a treat
    When I saw her framed in the kitchen door
    She looked good enough to eat, and
    I mean eat
    She was a tall thin girl
    She looked like a tall thin girl
    She said, "Whose is this carry-out?"
    My face turned chilly red
    Well, I don't know about carrying out
    But you can carry me off to bed, and
    I mean bed
    She was a tall thin girl
    She moved like a tall thin girl
    Maybe I can fetch for it
    And maybe
    I can stretch for it
    I may not be a fat man
    And I'm not exactly small
    But when it all comes down
    Couldn't stand my ground this girl was tall, and
    I mean tall
    She was a tall thin girl
    Big boy Doane, he's a drummer
    Don't play no tambourine
    But he's Madras hot on the bongo trot
    And if you know just what
    I meanStands six foot three in his underwear
    Going to get him down here and see
    If this good lady's got a little sister'
    Bout the same size as me, yeah
    She was a tall thin girl
    She looked like a tall thin girl
    Well, can
    I fetch for it?
    Well, maybe
    I can stretch for it
    Well, am I up for it?
    Or do I have to go down for it?
  • 作词 : Anderson
    Well, I don't care to eat out in smart restaurants
    I'd rather do a
    Vindaloo, take away is what
    I wantI was down at the old
    Bengal, having telephoned a treat
    When I saw her framed in the kitchen door
    She looked good enough to eat, and
    I mean eat
    She was a tall thin girl
    She looked like a tall thin girl
    She said, "Whose is this carry-out?"
    My face turned chilly red
    Well, I don't know about carrying out
    But you can carry me off to bed, and
    I mean bed
    She was a tall thin girl
    She moved like a tall thin girl
    Maybe I can fetch for it
    And maybe
    I can stretch for it
    I may not be a fat man
    And I'm not exactly small
    But when it all comes down
    Couldn't stand my ground this girl was tall, and
    I mean tall
    She was a tall thin girl
    Big boy Doane, he's a drummer
    Don't play no tambourine
    But he's Madras hot on the bongo trot
    And if you know just what
    I meanStands six foot three in his underwear
    Going to get him down here and see
    If this good lady's got a little sister'
    Bout the same size as me, yeah
    She was a tall thin girl
    She looked like a tall thin girl
    Well, can
    I fetch for it?
    Well, maybe
    I can stretch for it
    Well, am I up for it?
    Or do I have to go down for it?