Текст песни: Sam You Made the Pants Too Long + перевод

You made the coat and vest

Should fit me the best

You sewed the buttons strong

But Sam, you made the pants too long

Far from the Bronx I flew

Around the world to you

'Cause they said you’re the best custom tailor in Hong Kong

Sam, you made the pants 'bout a foot and a half too long

First I took a jet

Then I took a clipper

Then I took a ricksha to your door

And now Sam, I regret

My chin’s caught in my zipper

And my cuffs are down there polishing the floor

Oh, what a thrill divine

When I first saw your sign

It said, «For service, kindly bong the gong.»

I bonged, and then mine pants went wrong

I don’t like to complain

Or cause a demonstration

But the belt is in my armpits, if you please

I’m trying to explain

My pants need alteration

How do you say «oy vay» in Chinese?

I’ve been here six long weeks

My pagoda leaks

I thought your name was Feldman, but it’s Fong!

Sam Fong, you made the pants too long!

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