Letra de Handbags And Gladrags
Ever see a blind man cross the road Trying to make the other side? Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying to make herself a bride?So what becomes of you, my love? When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old granddad Had to sweat to buy you, babyOnce I was a young man And all I thought I had to do was smile Well, you are still a young girl And you've borne everything in styleSo once you think you're in, you're out 'Cause you don't mean a single thing without The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old granddad Had to sweat to buy youSing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake 'em all in a pieThey told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old granddad Had to sweat to buy, oh-woahThey told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old granddad Had to sweat to buy you