Текст песни Bellville Blues - David Kramer

Oh, well I was in the que at the
Super-market, I was waiting to pay my bill
When I caught the eye of this cute,
Little chic, who was working behind the till
She had on a super-market smog, and patentend high-heels
But she was cashing up my groceries, she was cashing up my sex appeal
She said her name was Bettie, and I said well, "my name is Dave"
I said "would you like to come out
Tonight, I could show you how to Rave"
Well, she said "fine", I said "alright!"
So I'll pick you up at 8
And she said "47 Voortrekker road, the number is on the gate"
Now I've got a dog,
With a head that nods, in the back window of my car
When I pull away, you know I leave skid marks on the tar
I got an 8-track stereo cassette, and speakers in every door
And sometime I drive around this town
At night, calling "Good Buddy, 10-4, 10-4"
And dangling from the rearview mirror, is a small pair of rugby boots
You know my sheepskin seat covers stop
Me sweating, when I wear my safari-suits
And I got Lime-green fluff on the
Dashboard, and a reclining drivers-seat
You know sometimes I tap my fingers on the
Roof, just to let you know, I've got the beat
So when I got there, I was much too early, I was asked to wait awhile
Until Bettie was ready with her painted
Nails, and she had a brand new hairstyle
She had gold sandals on feet, and a silver chain around her neck
O, my heart was pumping,
And my hands was sweating, as I rolled-up to the disco-tech
You know that Bettie and I fell in
Love that night, as we danced to every song
And I didn't mind when she sang in my ear, she got the words all wrong
Because it was true romance, just like a photo magazine
I went down on my knees and I
Begged her please, to wear my wedding ring
Ag, we've been divorced for a few
Years now, and she ran off with another ou
It seems she got bored with sitting
At home, and the stories on the radio
She said that life was much too short, to waste on just one man
Now the last time I saw her,
She was down at the docks, in the back of a police van
She said that life was much too short, to waste on just one man
You know, the last time I saw her, she was down at the docks
In the back of a police van