Слова:
Tanita Tikaram Yodelling Song

The first time you stole flowers from the grave Then, the second time, you shaved your head You had been saved by the very friendly, Jesus man And all

let me Freedom seek The world would be less mean But they never know - how to let you go But they never know - how to leace me Yodel - ee Yod - el -

to let me Freedom seek The world would be less mean But they never know - how to let you go But they never know - how to leace me Yodel - ee Yod - el