Song | Far Away |
Artist | Pokey Lafarge |
Album | Something In the Water |
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Where have all the good girls gone? | |
Was there ever one? | |
They will win you with their eyes | |
Then trap you in their thighs | |
Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
As the lights of home draw near | |
There’s a black cat at my door | |
And he spoke to me | |
In a manner low and mean | |
She ain’t here, she ain’t here, she ain’t here, oh no | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Mother and my sisters three | |
Forgive these words I speak | |
For all them pretty, pretty girls | |
With their lips and their curls | |
Have robbed my pride from me, dear mom | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Where have all the good girls gone? | |
Was there ever one? | |
They will win you with their eyes | |
Then they’ll trap you in their thighs | |
Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away |
Where have all the good girls gone? | |
Was there ever one? | |
They will win you with their eyes | |
Then trap you in their thighs | |
Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
As the lights of home draw near | |
There' s a black cat at my door | |
And he spoke to me | |
In a manner low and mean | |
She ain' t here, she ain' t here, she ain' t here, oh no | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Mother and my sisters three | |
Forgive these words I speak | |
For all them pretty, pretty girls | |
With their lips and their curls | |
Have robbed my pride from me, dear mom | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Where have all the good girls gone? | |
Was there ever one? | |
They will win you with their eyes | |
Then they' ll trap you in their thighs | |
Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away |
Where have all the good girls gone? | |
Was there ever one? | |
They will win you with their eyes | |
Then trap you in their thighs | |
Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
As the lights of home draw near | |
There' s a black cat at my door | |
And he spoke to me | |
In a manner low and mean | |
She ain' t here, she ain' t here, she ain' t here, oh no | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Mother and my sisters three | |
Forgive these words I speak | |
For all them pretty, pretty girls | |
With their lips and their curls | |
Have robbed my pride from me, dear mom | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Where have all the good girls gone? | |
Was there ever one? | |
They will win you with their eyes | |
Then they' ll trap you in their thighs | |
Stay away from love, stay away, boys | |
Far away, far away, far away | |
Far away, far away, far away |