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В данном интервью фронтмен легендарной группы The Doors Джим Моррисон рассказывает журналистке...


Five To One

Yeah, c'mon.

Love my girl.

She lookin' good.

C'mon.

One more.



Five to one, baby, one in Five,

No one here gets out alive now.

You'll get yours, baby, I'll get mine,

Gonna make it, baby, if we try.



The old get old and the young get stronger,

May take a week and it may take longer,

They got the guns but we got the numbers,

donna win, yeah, we're takin' over, come on!



Wow!



Your ballroom days are over, baby.

Night is drawing near,

Shadows of the evening

Crawl across the years.



You walk across the floor with a flower in your hand,

Trying to tell me no one understands,

Tradin' your hours for a handful of dimes.



Gonna make it, baby, in our prime.

Got together one more time,

Get together one more time,

Get together one more time,

Get together, (one more time).

Get together one more time!

Get together one more time!

Get together one more time!

Get together one more time!

Get together, gotta get together

Gotta get together, gotta...

Na na, na na na na na...

A-a-aargh, whoah!

 

Hey, come on, honey,

You've goin' along home and wait for me, baby.

I'll be there in just a little while,

You see, I gotta go out in this car with these people

And get fucked up. *'''*



Get together one more time!

Get together one more time!

Get together, gotta.-.

Get together, gotta...

Get together, gotta...

Take me up in the mountains and—

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Love my girl, *

She's lookin' good,

Lookin' real beautiful.

Love ya, c'mon!

Feel!

Hey!

Come on!

Wow!

 
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