Ruth and Rastus RUTH: Oh Rastus you bastard! Why so bloody hard? Ray might hear us - he'd be jealous. RASTUS: Why would he be jealous?! RUTH: Because
Your love is so predictable I can rely on you to blow my brain You always know which trick to pull I can predict you'll drive me wild-insane Your love
Переклад: Тауншенд, Піт. Передбачуваний.
