Текст песни Traveling Wilburys, the - Margarita

Margarita, ah Margarita, ah It was in Pittsburgh late one night I lost my hat, got into a fight I rolled and tumbled till I saw the light Went to the Big Apple, took a bite Still, the sun went down your way Down from the blue into the gray Where I stood, I saw you walk away You danced away I asked her what we're gonna do tonight She said, "Cahuenga langa-langa shoe box soup" We better keep tryin' till we get it right Tala mala sheela jaipur dhoop She wrote a long letter on a short piece of paper Oh Margarita
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