Перевод песни Dinah Washington – My Man's an Undertaker
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You better stop knocking on my door at night You better keep your mouth shut good and tight Cause my man's an undertaker And he's got a coffin just your size. Well, you better not brag 'bout the times we had Cause that'll only make Mr. Rise real mad, My man's an undertaker, he's got a coffin just your size. I'd do your old clothes out on the dump Now you can go and sit on the stump I'd put another cushion on your easy chair Cause to where you used to sit, Mr Rise is sitting there He promised me a cab and all you did was scheme The only time I rode was in my dreams Now my man's an undertaker, He's got a fleet of limousins I moved his business over here Just to have him kinda near Darling, the cellar where it used to be bed Now Mr Rise keeps his coffins there My man'll come and get you in his big black house Take you out of the house with your feet going first My man's an undertaker, he's got a coffin just your size.