Текст (слова) песни: Paradise Lost - The word made flesh
Wait till your boat goes down That`s when you`ll need me most Wait till your boat goes down And you`re washed up on some foreign and Unfamiliar coast Yachting`s fine Sailing round and round in social circles In a sea of diamonds and wine Wait till you need a shoulder A girl`s best friend`s not any consolation when you`re that much older Skiing`s grand Drawing classic lines around the millionaires and moneymen from Switzerland Wait till you need a shoulder A girl`s fox furs won`t warm your heart When you`re that much older And if you`re late and man he sees you when you`re young and looking good Watch the big fish swim right out to take the bait you offered like you knew they would Too much caviar only points to middle aged spread There won`t be room for many playboys in your single bed Wait till your boat goes down That`s when you`ll need me most Wait till your boat goes down And you`re washed up!
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