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jethro tull - tall thin girl lyrics

well, i don’t care to eat out in smart restaurants.
i’d rather do a vindaloo: take away is what i want.
i was down at the old bengal, having telephoned a treat
when i saw her framed in the kitchen door.
she looked good enough to eat.
(and i mean eat.)
she was a tall thin girl.
she looked like a tall thin girl.
she said, “whose is this carry-out?”
my face turned chilli red.
well, i don’t know about carrying out,
but you can carry me off to bed.
(and i mean bed.)
she was a tall thin girl.
she moved like a tall thin girl.
maybe i can fetch for it,
and maybe i can stretch for it.
i may not be a fat man and i’m not exactly small
but when it all comes down, couldn’t stand my ground.
this girl was tall.
(and i mean tall.)

big boy doane, he’s a drummer. don’t play no tambourine
but he’s madras hot on the bongo trot,
if you know just what i mean.
stands six foot three in his underwear

- jethro tull lyrics

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