歌词
I'll pack my bags and ride to the
Sea I miss the sheila, miss being sick
Miss being the naive little boy I was, not so long ago
I'd sail my boat up and down the waves
I'd find some mermaids then I'd met my grave
Cause I'm a drunk-ass, skinny ghost, cold-hearted and low
Twist your brain, girl
Dance with your soul
Life is short, now we are getting old
I met this Sheila she was full of tricks
Dancing around, hands on her hips
A little bit of blues and a fucking lot of rock and roll
So Sheila hugged me when I sang my song
We made some loving but now she's gone
I popped a beer 'cause when I'm drunk I live my life real slow
Twist your brain, girl
Dance with your soul
Life is short, now we are getting old
Shake your hips, girl
To go with the flow
Life is short, and it's almost time to go
Now every mermaid keeps telling me
"Forget that Sheila I will set you free"
And I ain't worth a penny so, I guess I'll give it a go
Twist your brain, girl
Dance with your soul
Life is short, now we are getting old
Shake your hips, girl
To go with the flow
Life is short, and now it's time to go