17th January 2010, 13:53
Ако щете вярвайте, наистина има такава.
Оказва се, че има песен, доста популярна през шестдесетте и седемдесетте години в американската армия, със същото заглавие и горе-долу на същата тематика.
Музиката не намерих, но ето текста, пък вие кажете съвпадение ли е, или не.
Ooh Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore;
the pride of the prarie, the Cowpuncher's whore -
She's dirty, she's ugly; she'll piss in the street,
And whenever we find her, she is always in heat!
Well Charlotte went walkin' in the desert one day;
without any clothes on, just makin' her way;
when a rattlesnake spied her, mistook for his den,
with one mighty leap, he flung himself in!
Now Charlotte the Harlot, by Denver's bright lights,
has the only vagina that rattles and bites!
Well a Cowpoke come a- clippetty-cloppin' along;
His feet in the stirrups, his hand on his "dong";
He spied sweet Charlotte a-comin' his way,
and the sight he'll remember till his dyin' day!
Well he quickly dismounted from his trusty old nag,
and dug out a revolver from his left saddlebag;
He drew a fine bead on the rattlesnake's head,
But when the smoke cleared away - poor Charlotte lay dead!
Well the funeral procession was 90 miles long;
every Cowpoke in the County was a-ridin' along;
and as they travelled, this chorus they sang,
'till the mesas and the canyons all echoed and rang:
Ooh Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore;
the pride of the prarie, the Cowpuncher's whore -
She's dirty, she's ugly; she'll piss in the street,
And whenever we find her, she is always in heat!
Оказва се, че има песен, доста популярна през шестдесетте и седемдесетте години в американската армия, със същото заглавие и горе-долу на същата тематика.
Музиката не намерих, но ето текста, пък вие кажете съвпадение ли е, или не.
Ooh Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore;
the pride of the prarie, the Cowpuncher's whore -
She's dirty, she's ugly; she'll piss in the street,
And whenever we find her, she is always in heat!
Well Charlotte went walkin' in the desert one day;
without any clothes on, just makin' her way;
when a rattlesnake spied her, mistook for his den,
with one mighty leap, he flung himself in!
Now Charlotte the Harlot, by Denver's bright lights,
has the only vagina that rattles and bites!
Well a Cowpoke come a- clippetty-cloppin' along;
His feet in the stirrups, his hand on his "dong";
He spied sweet Charlotte a-comin' his way,
and the sight he'll remember till his dyin' day!
Well he quickly dismounted from his trusty old nag,
and dug out a revolver from his left saddlebag;
He drew a fine bead on the rattlesnake's head,
But when the smoke cleared away - poor Charlotte lay dead!
Well the funeral procession was 90 miles long;
every Cowpoke in the County was a-ridin' along;
and as they travelled, this chorus they sang,
'till the mesas and the canyons all echoed and rang:
Ooh Charlotte the Harlot, the girl we adore;
the pride of the prarie, the Cowpuncher's whore -
She's dirty, she's ugly; she'll piss in the street,
And whenever we find her, she is always in heat!
Heglu'meH QaQ jajvam.