CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Off to the Races
Quick conclusions often lead the best of us astray
The wisest move in life is just to wait
Otherwise, your galloping emotions run away
Like horses at the gate
Off to the races, off to the races
Off to the races we go!
But where the chase is
And what the pace is
We seldom seem to know
Men with broken hearts have vowed to nevermore pursue
A member of the soft and savoured face
Firmly anchored to the ground, they suddenly will view
A fair and favored face
Then: off to the races, off to the races
Where flirting faces call!
His saving grace is strong drink replaces
The need for love at all
Don't fall back on your a**umptions -
Hasty presumptions might do you in!
Mind the track! Like a nag running blind
Try lagging behind:
You'll find you'll win
Bless our Queen Victoria, she's had nine kids to date
You wonder how Prince Albert got enthused!
Probably by her decree he had to procreate:
Said she, "Make me amused!"
Off to the races, the royal races
The same as poor folk do!
When she embraces her royal graces
The same she wants as you
And the race is won by the tardy Not the fool-hardy fools that we be!
Don't unlace your madcap abandon
Do and you'll land undone
Not me!
So we call upon you all to hold your
Horse's reins
Before you solve this d**kens of a crime!
Sometimes having patience is as good as having brains
So take your bloody time!
Pour out the spirits, the end is near, it's only a length or so:
Don't begin to beat your tar off for the
Finish isn't far off
To the races!
Off to the race we go...Tally-ho!
The wisest move in life is just to wait
Otherwise, your galloping emotions run away
Like horses at the gate
Off to the races, off to the races
Off to the races we go!
But where the chase is
And what the pace is
We seldom seem to know
Men with broken hearts have vowed to nevermore pursue
A member of the soft and savoured face
Firmly anchored to the ground, they suddenly will view
A fair and favored face
Then: off to the races, off to the races
Where flirting faces call!
His saving grace is strong drink replaces
The need for love at all
Don't fall back on your a**umptions -
Hasty presumptions might do you in!
Mind the track! Like a nag running blind
Try lagging behind:
You'll find you'll win
Bless our Queen Victoria, she's had nine kids to date
You wonder how Prince Albert got enthused!
Probably by her decree he had to procreate:
Said she, "Make me amused!"
Off to the races, the royal races
The same as poor folk do!
When she embraces her royal graces
The same she wants as you
And the race is won by the tardy Not the fool-hardy fools that we be!
Don't unlace your madcap abandon
Do and you'll land undone
Not me!
So we call upon you all to hold your
Horse's reins
Before you solve this d**kens of a crime!
Sometimes having patience is as good as having brains
So take your bloody time!
Pour out the spirits, the end is near, it's only a length or so:
Don't begin to beat your tar off for the
Finish isn't far off
To the races!
Off to the race we go...Tally-ho!
