Текст (слова) песни: Smiths, The - What Difference Does It Make? (Tate)
All men have secrets and here is mine So let it be known For we have been through hell and high tide I think I can rely on you ... And yet you start to recoil Heavy words are so lightly thrown But still I`d leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make ? So, what difference does it make ? It makes none, ah But now you have gone, ah And you must be looking very old tonight The devil will find work for idle hands to do I stole and I lied, and why ? Because you asked me to ! But now you make me feel so ashamed Because I`ve only got two hands Well, I`m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh So, what difference does it make ? Oh, what difference does it make ? Oh, it makes none, ah But now you have gone, ah And your prejudice won`t keep you warm tonight Oh ... Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do I stole, and then I lied Just because you asked me to But now you know the truth about me You won`t see me anymore Well, I`m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh But no more apologies No, no more apologies Oh, `cause I`m too tired I`m so sick and tired, oh And I`m feeling very sick and ill today, oh But I`m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh Oh, my sacred one ... Oh ...
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