Tom Waits- Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis lyrics in english
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Tom Waits- Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis lyrics in english
Hey Charley I'm pregnant
And living on 9-th street
Right above a dirty bookstore
Off Euclid avenue
And I stopped taking dope
And I quit drinking whiskey
And my old man plays the trombone
And works out at the track.
And he says that he loves me
Even though its not his baby
And he says that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin
Every saturday nite.
And hey Charley I think about you
Everytime I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
And I still have that record
Of little anthony & the imperials
But someone stole my record player
How do you like that?
Hey Charley I almost went crazy
After mario got busted
So I went back to omaha to
Live with my folks
But everyone I used to know
Was either dead or in prison
So I came back to minneapolis
This time I think I'm gonna stay.
Hey Charley I think I'm happy
For the first time since my accident
And I wish I had all the money
That we used to spend on dope
I'd buy me a used car lot
And I wouldn't sell any of em
I'd just drive a different car
Every day dependin on how
I feel.
Hey Charley
For chrissakes
Do you want to know
The truth of it?
I don't have a husband
He don't play the trombone
And I need to borrow money
To pay this lawyer
And Charley, hey
I'll be eligible for parole
Come valentines day.
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Tom Waits- Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis lyrics in spanish
Hey Charley, estoy embarazada
Y viviendo en la calle 9
Justo delante de una librería sucia
Sobre la avenida Euclid
Y he dejado de drøgarme
Y he dejado de beber whisky
Y mi novio toca el Trombón
Y trabaja en las rutas
Y él me dice que me ama
Aunque no sea su bebé
Y él le dice que lo criará
Como si fuera si propio hijo
Y me dio un anillo
Que era de su madre
Y me saca a a bailar
Todos los sábados por la noche
Y, hey Charley, pienso en ti
Cada vez que paso por una gasolinera
Debido a toda la crema
Que solías usar en tu cabello
Y sigo teniendo ese disco
De "Little Anthony & The Imperials"
Pero alguien se robo mi tocadiscos
¿Que te parece eso?
Hey Charley, casi me vuelvo loca
Luego de que a Mario lo atraparan
Así que volví a Omaha para
Vivir con mi familia
Pero todos a los que solía conocer
Estaban muertos o en prisión
Así que volví a Minneapolis
Esta vez creo que me voy a quedar
Hey Charley, creo que estoy feliz
Por primera vez desde mi accidente
Y desearía poder tener todo el dinero
Que solíamos gastar en drøgas
Me compraría un local de venta de autos usados
Y no vendería ninguno de ellos
Simplemente conduciría un auto diferente
Todos los días, dependiendo de como
Me sienta
Hey Charley
Por Dios
¿Quieres saber
la verdad?
No tengo un marido
Él no toca el Trombón
Y necesito dinero
Para pagarle al abogado
Y Charley hey
Podré pedir para mi libertad condicional
El día de San Valentín
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