Pulling the Rug Songtext
von Imelda May

Hey!

Good life came callin′, I fell under its spell and kept fallin'
Hey, oh, great night, so fittin′, I sat unto your lap and stayed sittin'
Oh, ooh, your smile seemed willin', you hid behind your porcelain fillin′
Oh, ooh, big lights, so pretty, got swept away by lies, it′s a pity

Oh, ooh, yeah
Ho, oh, yeah
Hoo, ooh, yeah

I'll write you a story, but knowin′ you, you'll take all the glory
Ho-oh, fat cats got lazy, the truth behind the cream, it got hazy
So now you′re pullin' the rug from under me
Puttin′ a gun in front of me
Pullin' the rug from under me

Ye-yes, you!
Pullin' the rug from under me
Puttin′ a gun in front of me
Pullin′ the rug from under me


But I won't let you get me down, gonna spin you upside down
′Til you don't know your head from your tail
I got a way, I got a will, God, I′m never standin' still
Long enough for you to pin a win or fail
Ho! Oh, oh, oh!

Time is tickin′ by
My life is flyin' high
But you, you, you, you and I
Have ended our days of dreaming

Pullin' the rug from under me
Puttin′ a gun in front of me
Pullin′ the rug from under me

Ye-yes, you
Pullin' the rug from under me
Puttin′ a gun in front of me
Pullin' the rug from under me

But I won′t let you get me down, gonna spin you upside down
'Til you don′t know your head from your tail
I got a way, I got a will, God, I'm never standin' still
Long enough for you to pin a win or fail

Ho-oh! Pull the rug, yeah! (Pull the rug)
Hey! Puttin′ the gun, yeah! (Puttin′ the gun)
Ho-oh! Pullin' the rug, ma-ma-ma-ma, I′m falling but
Ye-ye-yeah, yeah!


Pullin' the rug from under me
Puttin′ a gun in front of me
Pullin' the rug from under me
Ye-yeah, yeah!

Doot, doot, doot, doot
Doot, do
Doot, doot, doot
Doot, do

Doot, doot, doot
Doot, do
Doo-roo, daa-waa, ne-va
Wo-ow!

Doot, doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot
B′doo, l'doo, l'doot

Do, b′doo, b′doo
Wo-ow!
Doo, b'doo, b′doo
Dook, dooh