Lyrics Detail
B'wana-He No Home (Album Version)
[ti:B'wana-He No Home (Album Version)]
[ar:Michael Franks]
[al:Sleeping Gypsy]
[by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】]
[offset:0]
B'wana-He No Home (Album Version) - Michael Franks
Don't you ever invite your boyfriend here
I like to be here alone
Just answer the door and feed the deer
And fight the telephone
Got to learn these words and I know you will
Or I'll send you right back to Guayaquil
Say " B'wana He no home "
Say " B'wana He no home "
Got to peel your eyes for the heat my dear
You got to froth and foam
Got to send away the mad puppeteer
Who seems to think this is Home
I want you to speak the English right
I want you to smile and be polite
Say " B'wana He no home "
Say " B'wana He no home "
I don't care if you drive my 220 honey
Don't let 'em steal my chrome
I don't care if you spend all my money honey
Long as you leave me alone
I just want you to try to remember one thing:
If somebody knocks or the telephone rings
Say " B'wana He no home "
Say " B'wana He no home "