Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Modesty Personified, artist - Dramarama. Album song Box Office Bomb, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1986
Record label: Question Mark
Song language: English
Modesty Personified |
I met a girl called Ian |
She was a European |
I guess I wasn’t seein' too straight |
I left my friends behind me |
I knew that they would find me |
I’m great, ya, ya, ya |
I met a girl called Phyllis |
She talked like Dobie Gillis |
And Willis Reed was her favorite Knick |
I told her she was gorgeous |
Heard all about the Bourges |
I’m sick, ya, ya, ya |
I never thought |
I was the king of my men |
I never wanted eleven |
Because I always got ten |
If I tell someone, do it over |
Then they do it again |
I never ever come on silly or odd |
I never liked the competition |
So I don’t worship God |
I’m never stupid or mistaken |
Or a jerk or a clod, oh yeah |
I met a girl called Rifle |
She changed her name to Trifle |
Her life all bright |
And now with a 'T' |
We lay out in the garden |
I tried to beg her pardon |
I’m free, ya, ya, ya |
I never ever come on silly or odd |
I never liked the competition |
So I don’t worship God |
I’m never stupid or mistaken |
Or a jerk or a clod |
I never laugh at you or sing mere O’s |
I know you said nobody’s perfect |
But I figure I’m close |
Somebody said I was a trifle verbose |
Yeah, I don’t care |
I can do anything I want to |
Anytime I want to |
Anywhere I want to |