In My House
Grace McLean, Denée Benton, Brittain Ashford"In My House" adalah lagu oleh Grace McLean, Denée Benton, Brittain Ashford, 2017, Pop. Durasi lagu 3:01, 65 lines / 377 words.
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0:08You shameless good-for-nothing
0:10You vile shameless girl
0:12In my house
0:13In my house
0:15A nice girl very nice
0:17You dirty nasty wench of a thing
0:19Now don't you say one word
0:21In my house
0:22In my house
0:23Horrid girl hussy
0:26It's lucky for him he escaped but I'll find him
0:29Now you listen to me when I speak to you
0:32Now you listen to me when I speak to you
0:34In my house
0:35In my house
0:36Do you hear what I am saying or not
0:39Natasha's whole body shook
0:43With noiseless convulsive sobs
0:47Marya touched her hand to her face
0:50Don't touch me
0:51Let me be what is it to me I shall die
0:56What are we to tell your father eh
0:58In my house
0:59In my house
1:00What are we to tell Prince Andrey eh
1:02Oh what do we tell your betrothed
1:05I have no betrothed I have refused him
1:11Natasha come here kiss me
1:15Press your wet face to mine
1:17Don't touch me
1:20Why didn't he come to the house
1:21Why didn't he openly ask for your hand
1:23You were not kept under lock and key
1:25Carrying you off like some Gypsy girl
1:27And if he had carried you off
1:28Don't you think your father would have found him
1:31Your father I know him
1:32He will challenge him to a duel and what then
1:34Will that be all right eh
1:35He's a scoundrel he's a wretch that's a fact
1:39He is better than any of you I say
1:41He is better than any of you I say
1:43Why did you interfere oh God what is it all
1:46What is it
1:48Who are you to tell me anything
1:51Sonya why
1:53Go away
1:54Everyone go away
1:56Marya Dmitryevna tried to speak again but Natasha cried out
2:01Go away go away you all hate and despise me
2:05And she threw herself down on the sofa
2:08Natasha
2:11Natalya
2:19I put a pillow under her head
2:21Covered her with two quilts
2:23Brought her a glass of lime-flower water
2:31But Natasha did not respond
2:35Well let her sleep
2:37Let her sleep
2:43But Natasha was not asleep
2:47Her face was pale
2:50Her eyes wide open
2:53All that night she did not sleep or weep
2:58She sat at the window
3:01Waiting for him
You shameless good-for-nothing You vile shameless girl In my house In my house A nice girl very nice You dirty nasty wench of a thing Now don't you say one word In my house In my house Horrid girl hussy It's lucky for him he escaped but I'll find him Now you listen to me when I speak to you Now you listen to me when I speak to you In my house In my house Do you hear what I am saying or not Natasha's whole body shook With noiseless convulsive sobs Marya touched her hand to her face Don't touch me Let me be what is it to me I shall die What are we to tell your father eh In my house In my house What are we to tell Prince Andrey eh Oh what do we tell your betrothed I have no betrothed I have refused him Natasha come here kiss me Press your wet face to mine Don't touch me Why didn't he come to the house Why didn't he openly ask for your hand You were not kept under lock and key Carrying you off like some Gypsy girl And if he had carried you off Don't you think your father would have found him Your father I know him He will challenge him to a duel and what then Will that be all right eh He's a scoundrel he's a wretch that's a fact He is better than any of you I say He is better than any of you I say Why did you interfere oh God what is it all What is it Who are you to tell me anything Sonya why Go away Everyone go away Marya Dmitryevna tried to speak again but Natasha cried out Go away go away you all hate and despise me And she threw herself down on the sofa Natasha Natalya I put a pillow under her head Covered her with two quilts Brought her a glass of lime-flower water But Natasha did not respond Well let her sleep Let her sleep But Natasha was not asleep Her face was pale Her eyes wide open All that night she did not sleep or weep She sat at the window Waiting for him
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