Holly Cole - Little Boy Blue Lyrics

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Little Boy Blue

Little Boy Blue Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Little Boy Blue By Holly Cole?
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
The dish ran away with the spoon Home again home again Saturday morn And never gets up before noon She used to render you legal and tender When you used to send her your promises boy A dillor a dollar unbutton your collar Come out and holler out all of your noise Little boy blue come blow your top Cut it right down to the quick Don't sit home and cry on the fourth of July Around now you're hitting bricks So abracadabra now she disappeared Everything's Canada dry So watch your behavior and rattle your cage With a bottle of bourbon Good-bye Little boy blow lost little Bo Peep She fell through a hole in the nest Now ain't it peculiar that she's finally cooled your Big wheels just like all of the rest Whenever it rains the umbrellas complain They're always get played for a chump So mark and strike it, she's history now And you're hanging out at the pump Little Boy Blue come blow your horn The dish ran away with the spoon Home again, home again Saturday morn And never gets up before noon Well she used to render you legal and tender When you used to send her your promises boy A dillor a dollar unbutton your collar Come out and holler out all of your noise |
Who Wrote Little Boy Blue By Holly Cole?
Tom Waits
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What's The Duration Of The Little Boy Blue By Holly Cole?The duration of Little Boy Blue is 2:59 minutes and seconds. |
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