Fast Blues For Little V - Madrugada

作词：Sivert Høyem

作曲：Madrugada

A little V is whistling on each tune

She's cuffed in the darkness of your room

She left your manhood leaning on a broom

Now you're over in the land wide

And you're brused

And you're leaning on your fast blues

A little V has got a careless lover

But she does not care to know if you're thinking of her

When she enters then you seem so fit and sober

Oh there's when you care to put yourself to some you

You leaves your blinking on your fast blues

A little V is nowhere to be found

Oh you looked for her but she is not around

You listen with one ear to the ground

Oh you've been pigeoned for the Indian

To see it but he has no new

She only knows the chords for fast blues

A little V is calling on the phone

But she does not want you now that you're alone

Oh talking in a dry and broken tone

Oh it's a tiny little insult to your drunken grone

And your slow shoes that turn this all to your fast blues