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Текст: Wreckless Eric. Other. Whole Wide World.


When I was a young boy,
my mother said to me,
"There's only girl in the world for you,
she probably lives in Tahiti
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world just to find her.

Or maybe she's in the Bahamas,
where the Caribbean Sea is blue.
Weeping in a tropical moonlit night because
nobody's told her 'bout you.
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world just to find her.
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world to find out where they hide her.
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world just to find her.

Why am I hanging around in the rain out here
trying to pick up a girl?
Why are my eyes filling up with these lonely tears
when there's girls all over the world?

Is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere
underneath a tropical sun?
Pining away in a heatwave there
hoping that I won't be long.

I should be on that sun soaked beach with her,
caressing her warm brown skin.
And then in a year or maybe not quite we'll be
sharing the same next of kin.

I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world just to find her.
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world to find out where they hide her.
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world just to find her.
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world to find out where they hide her.

Yeah!
Eric Wreckless
Eric Wreckless