CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : If There’s a Will Reprise

You think you're gonna get all the money, huh? A damn dog!
Do you have any idea what I do for that woman?
Half of her blood used to be my blood

Fluffy little face
With your fluffy dumb tail
Wagging to the pace
Life is tough with your plushy bedding and your tushy-petting-getting
Ooo, I could choke you 'til you croak 'cause my life's a joke

You see
For once in my life I'd have glee
If I didn't have to lift a finger
If I linger here by the Harlem Meer
And I have to lag
And help an old hag with her handbag
"Bless you"
Bless you
"Achoo"
Tissue?
"Thank you"

Yes, if we talk in the crosswalk
Then a bike group bikes by, bye-bye
And a horse on its course
Pulls its carriage with a force
And splat, you'll be flat
Like a hat that's been sat on