Paroles officielles de la chanson «Pony The Pra» : Matmatah

Paroles officielles de la chanson "Pony The Pra"

I had a scrap with a sailor
one night
We were both drunk
I said ”Just because you’re
a sailor you think you’re
a man, if you’re
going to report me go
ahead you little dick

And I fell off the stool
I was fulla whisky, single cask

He went to the captain
“You better throw this guy
Out, he must be some kind
Of a phoney”

Pony the pony the pony the pra

I had a scrap with a whore
one night
We were both stoned
I said ”Just because you’re
a whore you think you’re
so cute, if you’re
going to report me go
ahead you funny prick

And I fell off the stool
I was fulla pot

She went to the holy pimp
“You better check this guy
Out, he must be some kind
Of a phoney”

Pony the pony the pony the pra

I had a scrap with a doctor
one night
We were both drunk
I said ”Just because you’re
a doctor you think you’re
so smart, if you’re
going to report me go
ahead you prick

And I fell off the stool
I was fulla goofballs

He went to the other doctor
“You better look this guy
Up, he must be some kind
Of a phoney”

Pony the pony the pony the pra