Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Capers , by - Kele. Song from the album Fatherland, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 05.10.2017
Record label: BMG Rights Management (UK)
Song language: English
Capers |
| I know I’m punching, but my, you’re a sort |
| We could get in to come real fun |
| A true gentleman would never name names |
| What kind of brute do you take me for? |
| No I’m not in love |
| I don’t claim to be |
| But are you free on Sunday? |
| Do you hear that siren call? |
| It calls out to me |
| Like the brapa pum pum of the marching drum |
| My heart skips a beat |
| No I’m not in love |
| I don’t claim to be |
| But are you free on Sunday? |
| For I’m planning on a caper such a deed of derring do |
| And I was hoping I could spend some time with you |
| As the cartoon anvil above our head appears |
| Before they ask us to kindly pay the bill |