Letras de Like a Tall Thin Girl

Well I don′t care to eat out in smart restaurants
I'd rather do a vindaloo, takeaway is what I want
I was down at the old Bengal having telephone a treat
When I saw her framed in the kitchen door
She looked good enough to eat
And I mean eat

She was a tall thin girl
She looked like a tall thin girl
She said "Whose is this carry out?"
My face turned chilli red
Well I don′t know about carryin' out
But you can carry me off to bed
And I mean bed
She was a tall thin girl
She moved like a tall thin girl

Maybe I can fetch for it
Maybe I can stretch for it
I may not be a fat man
And I'm not exactly small
But when it all comes down
Couldn′t stand my ground
This girl was tall
And I mean tall

She was a tall thin girl

Big Boy Don is a drummer
Don′t play no tambourine
But he's Madras hot on the bongo chart
If you know just what I mean
Stands six foot three in his underwear
Gonna get him down here and see
If this good lady′s got a little sister
About the same size as me
Yeah

She was a tall thin girl
She looked like a tall thin girl
Well can I fetch for it?
And maybe I can stretch for it
Well am I up for it?
Or do I have to go down for it?
Yeah