Перевод песни The Dead Milkmen – Bitchin' Camaro
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«Hey Jack, what's happenin'?» «I don't know.» «Well, uh, rumour around town says you might be thinkin' 'bout goin' down to the shore.» «Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore.» «Whadda ya gonna do down there?» «Uh, I don't know, play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.» «Don't forget your Motley Crue t-shirt; y'know all proceeds go to get their lead singer out a' jail.» «Uh huh.» «Can't wait to go down. Hey uh, were ya gonna check out the sand bar while you're down there?» «Uh, what's the Sand Bar?» «Ah, it's a place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.» «Ah, cool.» «Ya hey, guess who's gonna be there?» «Uh, who?» «My favourite cover band, Crystal Shit.» «Wow.» «Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed, in fact, it goes a little like this: «Love me two times baby Love me twice today Love me two times girl Cause I got AIDS Love me two times baby Once for tomorrow Once cause I got AIDS» «Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there.» «I hope those guys have a good sense a' humour and don't take us into court.» «Uh, what's the court?» «Never mind that, the important thing here...» «You mean the People's Court.» «Now, that's another story.» The important thing here is that we get to the part Where you ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore." «Oh, how you gettin' down to the shore?» «Funny you should ask, I've got a car now.» «Ah wow, how'd ya get a car?» «Oh, my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas.» «You're kidding!» «I must be, the Bahamas are islands. Okay, the important thing here is that, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is.» «Uh uh, what kinda car do ya' got?» «I've got a bitchin' Camaro...» Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro! I ran over my neighbors Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro! Now I'm in all the papers My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro With no insurance to match So if I happen to run you down Please don't leave a scratch I ran over some old lady One night at the county fair And I didn't get arrested Because my dad's the mayor Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro! Donuts on your lawn Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro! Tony Orlando and Dawn When I drive past the kids They all spit and cuss Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro And they have to ride the bus So you'd better get out of my way When I come through your yard Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro And an Exxon credit card Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro! Hey man where ya headed? Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro! I don't want unleaded!