Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song B'wana-He No Home , by - Michael Franks. Song from the album Sleeping Gypsy, in the genre ПопRelease date: 11.12.2011
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
B'wana-He No Home |
| Don’t you ever invite your boyfriend here |
| I like to be here alone |
| Just answer the door and feed the deer |
| And fight the telephone |
| Got to learn these words and I know you will |
| Or I’ll send you right back to Guayaquil |
| Say «B'wana — He no home» |
| Say «B'wana — He no home» |
| Got to peel your eyes for the heat, my dear |
| You got to froth and foam |
| Got to send away the mad puppeteer |
| Who seems to think this is Home |
| I want you to speak the English right |
| I want you to smile and be polite |
| Say «B'wana — He no home» |
| Say «B'wana — He no home» |
| I don’t care if you drive my 220, honey |
| Don’t let 'em steal my chrome |
| I don’t care if you spend all my money, honey |
| Long as you leave me alone |
| I just want you to try to remember one thing |
| If somebody knocks or the telephone rings |
| Say «B'wana — He no home» |
| Say «B'wana — He no home» |