Procol Harum A rum Tale Letras:She's fuddled my fancy, she's muddled me good I've
taken to drinking, and given up food I'm buying an
island, somewhere in the sun I'll hide from the
natives, live only on rum
I'm selling my memoirs, I'm writing it down If no
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/EsIi]one will pay me I'll burn down the town I'll rent
out an aircraft and print on the sky If God likes
my story then maybe he'll buy
I'm buying a ticket for places unknown It's only a
one-way: I'm not coming home She's swallowed my
secret, and taken my name To follow my footsteps
and knobble me lame
Letras: A rum Tale Procol Harum [final]