文本歌词

Get Out Of Town - The Four Freshmen
Get out of town
Before it's too late my love
Get out of town
Be good to Mr please
Why wish me harm
Why not retire to a farm
And be contented to charm
The birds off the trees
Just disappear
I care for you much too much
And when you are near
Close to me dear
We touch too much
The thrill when we meet
Is so bitter sweet that it's getting me down
So on your mark get set
Get out of town
Just disappear
I care for you much too
Much too much
And when you are near
Close to me dear
We much too much
The thrill when we meet
Is so bitter sweet that it's getting me down
So on your mark get set
On your mark get set
On your mark get set
Get out of town