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Delilah
OpisDelilah- TOM JONES MY, my, my, Delilah Why, why, why, Delilah I could see that girl was no good for me But I was lost like a slave that no man could free
Fragment tekstu:Delilah - TOM JONES I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind She was my woman As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind MY, my, my, Delilah Why, why, why, Delilah I could see that girl was no good for me But I was lost like a slave that no man could free At the break of day when that man drove away I was waiting I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door She stood there laughing I fel...