Текст песни Jethro Tull - AWOL

Текст:

Stormy eyed on the edge of dawn Nose pressed against the triple glaze Floor to ceiling, wall to wall Silent traffic streams both ways Along the fussy freeway drivers Dream of Sunday barbecues Of a sudden, seems I can barely Face my self, no face to lose Call the bosses, call supervisors Won't be in today to work for you E-mail that girl who's working nights She can dress down for this wind and rain Leave her new Korean compact Let some cabbie take the strain Take a shower, take big espresso Take to the hills, and take a view Little black dress stretching over Hard crystal peaks soft valleys too Call the bosses, call for nurses Unfit today to work for you No wet excuses, absent without leave I'll be her day shift driver, exotic engineer Stormy eyed on the edge of night December, eastern time late afternoon Atlantic city tight behind Trump casino calls pontoon Gristle burger, frazzled fries End this romantic interlude Tomorrow morning's sweet awakening Could hardly prove to be as rude Make the journey, make amends Work some hasty overtime in lieu No wet excuses, absent without leave I was her day shift driver, exotic engineer

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