Scaraboushka Lyrics & Tabs by Valensia
Scaraboushka
guitar chords lyrics
For Luciëlla
La la la - la la la - la la la - Luciëlla
La la la - la la la - la la la - Luciëlla
Eva K. sent a letter
And Trishy was untrue (Luciëlla-ciëlla)
Tamara, I couldn't get her
At Michael, saw Luciëlla I was through!
Oh help me, I'm about to cry
won't do the things I want you to (all of the time!)
Oh help me, I'm about to cry...
Ciëlla, you & me - it's something that could never be
Ciëlla, me & you - it's somethings that never could be true
Scaraboushka, orgy porgy's lonely too
Scaraboushka, too odd & way too weird for you
Scaraboushka, (Luciëlla!) fluffy back and peachy plum
Scaraboushka, orgy porgy's lonely too
Scaraboushka, too odd & way too weird for you
Scaraboushka, (Luciëlla!) fluffy back and peachy plum
Scaraboushka, my Kim has got to call you 'mom'!
Luciëlla, a-ha, I'm your groom!
Read this while the Turkish flute plays:
And on it went, for many years. Years of staring at her
Ilcia said: "She doesn't want you, she thinks you're ugly"
And I was going slightly berserk...
Listen:
Tere never existed
Colinda's something new
And Debby's like my sister
Luciëlla so I want to marry you!
Oh help me, I'm about to cry
won't do the things I want you to (all of the time!)
Oh help me, I'm about to cry...
Ciëlla, you & me - it's something that could never be
Ciëlla, me & you - it's somethings that never could be true
Scaraboushka, orgy porgy's lonely too
Scaraboushka, too odd & way too weird for you
Scaraboushka, (Luciëlla!) fluffy back and peachy plum
Scaraboushka, my Kim has got to call you 'mom'!
La la la - la la la - la la la - Luciëlla
La la la - la la la - la la - Luciëlla
La la la - la la la - la la la - Luciëlla
Ciëlla, you & me - it's something that could never be
Ciëlla, me & you - it's somethings that never could be true
Scaraboushka, orgy porgy's lonely too
Scaraboushka, too odd & way too weird for you
Scaraboushka, (Luciëlla!) fluffy back and peachy plum
Scaraboushka, my Kim has got to call you 'mom'!
Luciëlla, a-ha, I'm your groom!
Read this while the Turkish flute plays the final part:
And on it went, up until this very day, tomorrow and probably forever
there's no way I can come near her
I've ran out of excuses
she's got a boyfriend now
she's happy
At least I think she is
Last time I had her on the phone,
She just said "Bye" in E minor
And that's what I've got to face
"Bye"
Perhaps another time
Another life
Wished I liked football
