Testo Rebecca - Albert Hammond
Testo della canzone Rebecca (Albert Hammond), tratta dall'album The Snows of New York
It Never Rains in Southern California
Rebecca
Get you, brushing your hair with the wind
Riding your bike up on Mulholland Drive
Oh, I got a five-minute rush from you in your faded blue jeans
How many years is it you've been alive?
Oh, I'll take a guess, Rebecca, could it be eighteen, nineteen or so?
Ooh, Rebecca, will I ever know?
No way, where would I fit in your life?
What would you do with a man without change
Too strange and too poor to be trusted, rusted a couple of times
Shaken a bit by the years on the road
And the women I've known? Rebecca, you'd have liked the name I gave to you
Ooh, Rebecca, if you only knew
Go home
To your father's friends
Straight sons
To your mother's friends
Sweet ones
to those families
Well-to-do and so well-established
And one day you might wake up to a shock, girl
What has it come to this sensible life
The wife of a fool? Rebecca, reading magazines in a chic salon
Ooh, Rebecca. Where's Rebecca gone?
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Writer(s): Mike Hazlewood, Albert Louis Hammond
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