Il testo della Sonja

Lyle Lovett

Data di rilascio : 24/07/2007

Durata : 0:02:

Stile : Country

I've never been lucky, at pickin' up women
This life that i live is not one that i choose
She was a waitress, with hair blond and curly
With a pretty black dress, and those japanese shoes

Man i need to impress her, 'cause i'd like to undress her
I need a song about sonja, when i'm singing tonight

But she looked so pretty, as she poured my coffee
But she had her eye on my friend at the bar
And i watched her watch him, and i watched her thinkin'
I wish her eye was on me

Man i need to impress her, 'cause i'd like to undress her
I need a song about sonja, when i'm singing tonight

And if i could sing her a tender love ballad
I'd hope that the audience might sing along
But i can't find the right way, to tell her my feelings
And still make the words rhyme with sonja

No i've never been lucky, at pickin' up women
But this life that i live is not one that i choose
And she was a waitress, now she's gone forever
And i'm stuck with this song that i never will use

Man you need to impress her, if you want to undress her
Sing a song about sonja, when you're singing tonight
Sing a song about sonja, when you're singing tonight