Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1001, artist - The Cat Empire. Album song Sly, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 27.03.2005
Record label: Two Shoes
Song language: English
1001 |
Parking Inspector |
— just made my list of one thousand |
one thousand and one |
but ah Parking Inspectorў‚¬¦ |
Went to my friends |
when I found a fine beat |
cos I like to play a rhythm |
where the rhythm plays me |
play it all day |
on a balcony above the street |
where old Franky and me we |
shuffle with our feet |
And old man Goergie |
takes some sugar with his tea |
when heў‚¬"ўs stirred by a melody |
of hands moving easy |
you see it reminds him |
dreams by the sea |
where the breeze blows |
underneath that island tree |
And we played til the playing |
Gave us the munchies |
then we played in the kitchen |
made the easy gods happy |
cos we left them a little chilli-special |
and some chocolate we eat because itў‚¬"ўs sweet |
when I leave I am smiling |
at the things I havenў‚¬"ўt done |
oh I havenў‚¬"ўt broke a sweat |
and I havenў‚¬"ўt had to run |
for the list of one-thousand |
-and-one that does plague me |
on some days |
when the sun rays donў‚¬"ўt come |
Parking Inspector |
just made my list of one thousand |
one thousand and one |
but ah Parking Inspector |
When I get to my car |
I am faced with a sight |
that is strange and itў‚¬"ўs sad |
and itў‚¬"ўs mad itў‚¬"ўs not right |
thereў‚¬"ўs one thousand and one |
spaces free but I see |
that he find me guilty |
of the time over fee |
Now I know why my mother |
why my mother warned me |
said ў‚¬њyou might be lucky |
but know nothing comes for freeў‚¬"ў |
she is right — entirely |
cos the ticket paid the song |
that I sing to this beat |
Parking inspector |
just made my list of one thousand |
one thousand and one |
but ah parking inspector |
wonў‚¬"ўt let you wreck my fun |
cos when I pay for my ticket |
I wonў‚¬"ўt curse and despise |
no iў‚¬"ўll run into the girl |
with the slinky blue eyes |
then my list of one thousand and one |
will remain |
I had plans to get it done |
but now my plans they have changed |
Parking Inspector |
just made my list of one thousand |
one thousand and one |
but ah Parking Inspector |
ў‚¬њjust listen to the bass and the funky drumsў‚¬"ў |
Parking Inspector |
just made my list of one thousand |
grow a little more |
but ah parking inspector |
you wonў‚¬"ўt believe what I saw |
on the back of my ticket |
with invisible type |
was a map to the place |
with one thousand delights |
and a key that was one to that |
spot by the sea where the breeze |
blows underneath that island tree |