paroles de chanson Get Out of Town - Ella Fitzgerald

Get out of town
Before it's too late, my love
Get out of town
Be good to me, please

Why wish me harm
Why not retire to a farm
And be contented to charm
The birds off the trees

Just disappear
I care for you much, too much
And when you're near, close to me dear
We touch too much

The thrill when we meet is so bitter-sweet
That darling, it's getting me down
So on your mark get set
Get out of town

Just disappear
I care for you much, too much
And when you're near, close to me dear
We touch too much

The thrill when we meet is so bitter-sweet
That darling, it's getting me down
So on your mark get set
Get out of town