Allie's Glove

Bluebird

Allie's Glove

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There's a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out
But I'm too tough
I say stay in there
I'm not going to let anybody see

There's a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out
But I pour whiskey
I take a cigarette
So the whores
The bartenders
The Grocery Clerks
Never know that he Is in there

There's a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out
But I'm too tough
I say stay down
Do you wanna mess me up?
Do you wanna screw
All of my works?

There's a bluebird in my heart
That wants to get out
But I'm too clever
I only let him out
At night sometimes
When everybody sleeps

I say, I know that you're there
Don't be so sad, that' what I said
Then I put him back
But he's always singing
I don't let him die
And we sleep together
Like that with our secret pact

Is nice enough to
Make a man weep
but I don't weep
Do you?

There's a bluebird
Messing with my heart
What should I do
With this little bird?

There's a bluebird
Messing with my heart
What could I do
With this little bird?

I'm turning into a bird
I'm turning into a bird
So I will fly
With this melancholy

Compositores: Charles Bukowski, Jefferson Venancius

Letra enviada por Conde Pagliacci

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