Cotton Teeth
Good ol' Jack McGee,
Yeah, we all think you should go to the hospital,
And try to get some rest.
And dear old sister Sue,
What would you do,
If the only incredible man you'd loved was gone.
I'd sell my soul so I could give it back to him.
I'd sell my soul so I could give it back to him.
To Mrs. Bo Peep, please tell the children we did the best we could.
Jack says now your silver can't buy you nothing.
Waiting outside, I told some guys that I I know some place we can go,
To sing songs, backbones, pressed against Gibraltar.
Good ol' Jack McGee,
Yeah, we all think you should go to the hospital,
And try to get some rest.
And dear old sister Sue,
What would you do,
If the only incredible man you'd loved was gone.
Good ol' Jack McGee,
Yeah, we all think you should go to the hospital.
Dientes de Algodón
Buen viejo Jack McGee,
Sí, todos pensamos que deberías ir al hospital,
Y tratar de descansar.
Y querida hermana Sue,
¿Qué harías,
Si el único hombre increíble que amaste se hubiera ido?
Vendería mi alma para poder devolvérsela.
Vendería mi alma para poder devolvérsela.
Para la Sra. Bo Peep, por favor dile a los niños que hicimos lo mejor que pudimos.
Jack dice que ahora tu plata no puede comprarte nada.
Esperando afuera, le dije a unos chicos que conozco un lugar al que podemos ir,
A cantar canciones, con la espalda apoyada contra Gibraltar.
Buen viejo Jack McGee,
Sí, todos pensamos que deberías ir al hospital,
Y tratar de descansar.
Y querida hermana Sue,
¿Qué harías,
Si el único hombre increíble que amaste se hubiera ido?
Buen viejo Jack McGee,
Sí, todos pensamos que deberías ir al hospital.