Shoestring patrol (Swing Band)
Créé par SeattleSysop avec Udio AI
2024-04-19
Lyrics
[instrumental] [verse] Wanted to take you out, show you some class, But the taxman's visit just emptied my stash. Now our fancy night out has taken a crash, We're counting our pennies for a modest bash. [Chorus] Oh, the taxman's toll, taking its roll, Plans might change, but I'll pay my soul. With you by my side, I've reached my goal, We'll make our own magic, on a shoestring patrol. [Verse] Planned a dinner where the best chefs cook, Imagined the taste, had that dreamy look. Now it's homemade specials, not by the book, A quiet night in, no need for a hook. [Chorus] Oh, the taxman's toll, taking its roll, Plans might change, but I'll pay my soul. With you by my side, I've reached my goal, We'll make our own magic, on a shoestring patrol. [Verse] Fancied a show, a play to behold, Seats in the front, bold stories told. But now we're at home with tales of old, Laughter's our currency, more precious than gold. [Chorus] Oh, the taxman's toll, taking its roll, Plans might change, but I'll pay my soul. With you by my side, I've reached my goal, We'll make our own magic, on a shoestring patrol. [instrumental] [balad] Oh, the taxman's toll, taking its roll, Plans might change, but I'll pay my soul. With you by my side, I've reached my goal, We'll make our own magic, on a shoestring patrol. [instrumental] [outro]
