Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Little Amsterdam, artist - Tori Amos. Album song Boys For Pele, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 17.11.2016
Record label: Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Little Amsterdam |
| Little Amsterdam |
| In a southern town |
| Hominy get it on your plate girl |
| Momma keep your head down |
| Momma wasn’t my bullet |
| Don’t take me back to the Range |
| I’m just comin’out of the cell in my brain |
| Dojn’t take me back to the Range |
| Girl you got to know these days |
| Which side your on Momma got shit |
| She loved a brown man |
| Then she built a bridge in the sheriff’s bed |
| She’d do anything to save her man |
| You see her olives they are cold pressed |
| And her best friend is a sun dress |
| But Momma |
| It wasn’t my bullet |
| Don’t take me back to the Range |
| I’m just comin’out of the cell in my brain |
| Dojn’t take me back to the Range |
| Girl you got to know these days |
| All alone |
| Got a girl in the city |
| Hey, got a room and a place for two |
| Got a goat and a phone, I said boy |
| You are my Fifth Avenue |
| Round and a round and a round I go Round and a round this time for keeps |
| Father only you can save my soul |
| And playing that organ must count for something |
| Girl you got to know these days |
| Little Amsterdam |
| Shut down today |
| They buried her with a butter bean bouquet |
| And the sheriff now can’t ride away |
| Like he said into the sunset |
| And I won’t say |
| He shouldna paid |
| But Momma |
| It wasn’t my bullet |