Ты с высоты красоты своей Меня не замечаешь, Но всё равно, будет ночь, И ты меня ещё узнаешь. Пускай сегодня я никто, И пусть твердят тебе, что я не то, но...
Дай мне этот день, дай мне эту ночь, Дай мне хоть один шанс, и ты поймешь, Я то, что надо. Дай мне этот день, дай мне эту ночь, Дай мне хоть один шанс, ты не уснешь, Пока я рядом. Я люблю буги-вуги, Я танцую буги-вуги каждый день.
Что б настоящим стилягой стать, Нужно, приятель, нормально танцевать. Ты должен знать что такое канадский стиль, Здесь все серьезно, здесь не полька, не кадриль. Есть атомный еще, есть гамбургский тройной... Попробуй научиться, парень ты заводной. Ты любишь буги-вуги, Ты танцуешь буги-вуги каждый день.
Well she's all you'd ever want, She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place. She's got style, she's got grace, She's a winner.
She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, She's a Lady. Talkin' about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she's never in the way Something always nice to say, Oh what a blessing. I can leave her on her own Knowing she's okay alone, and there's no messing.
Well she never asks for very much and I don't refuse her. Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her. What she's got is hard to find, and I don't want to lose her Help me build a mansion from my little pile of clay. Hey, hey, hey. Well she knows what I'm about, Припев: Ему не нужна американская жена Ему не нужна американская жена Ему не нужна американская жена
Твой выбор понятен; смелее, чувак, За папочкой вслед, на большую дорогу. Мне жаль, что уходишь ты именно так! Прости, мы другие, другие немного...
Ты многое сможешь взамен получить От щедрой чувихи, что жизнью зовется, Вот только свободным тебе уж не быть И стильная молодость вряд ли вернется
Припев You from the height of your beauty You do not notice me, But still, there will be a night, And you'll even recognize me. Let me today, no one, And let them tell you that I'm not that, but ...
Give me this day, give me this night, Give me at least one chance, and you'll understand, I'm what I need. Give me this day, give me this night, Give me one chance, you will not fall asleep, While I'm near. I love boogie woogie, I dance boogie woogie every day.
What would become a real style, It is necessary, buddy, to dance normally. You need to know what the Canadian style is, Everything is serious here, not polka, not quadrille. There is an atomic one yet, there is a Hamburg triple ... Try to learn, you're a guy's clockwork. You love boogie woogie, You dance boogie woogie every day.
Well she's all you'd ever want, She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place. She's got a style, she's got grace, She's a winner.
She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, She's a Lady. Talkin 'about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she's never in the way Something always nice to say, Oh what a blessing. I can leave her on her own Knowing she's okay alone, and there's no messing.
Well she never asks for very much. Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her. What she's got is hard to find, and I do not want to lose her Help me build a mansion from my little pile of clay. Hey, hey, hey. Well she knows what I'm about, Chorus: He does not need an American wife He does not need an American wife He does not need an American wife
Your choice is understandable; Bolder, dude, Behind daddy after, on the big road. I'm sorry you're leaving like this! Sorry, we are different, others are a bit ...
You can get much in return From the generous chuvy, that life is called, But only you do not have to be free And stylish youth is unlikely to return