Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gherkin, artist - Bad Manners.
Date of issue: 01.09.2011
Song language: English
Gherkin |
Here’s a tale, thats hard to tell |
The story of, my southern belle |
I hate to say, I knew her well |
And in no time, in love I fell |
She had a vice, one thing she craved |
I never knew one, so depraved |
She wanted one, before I shaved |
Of those, little pieces of Gherkin |
You are bedlam, she said to me |
Bedlam is madness, so can’t you see |
You’ve got to make a sacifice |
And go to the grocers, I’ve been there twice |
The grocer man was very nice |
He worked alone, all by himself |
Then I saw upon the shelf; |
Two little jars of those green Gherkins |
Strangley enough, two jars of Gherkins |
I wondered if they’d made the grade |
Would they be worth, the price I paid |
They’d be right, I hoped and prayed |
'Cause if they were, I have it made |
My southern belle was not impressed |
My Gherkin power, had failed the test |
And now she’s gone, like all the rest |
For those strange little pieces of Gherkin |
Those starnge little pieces of Gherkin |
And when I hold your arms |
I wanna be near you, inside your charms |
Because, because, because, I love you, I love you so |
You make me wanna break down and cry |
Comme c’est dommage |
Qui, comme c’est diole |
Que je me trouve, tout seule |
Le ciel si rouge |
La mer si bleu |
Into it, myself I throw |
Peut etre, je suis Un «stupid French git», comme tout le monde dit… |