If I Said You Had A Beautiful Body - Bellamy Brothers

If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?

If I swore you were an angel,

Would you treat me like the devil tonight?

If I was dying of thirst,

Would your flowing love come quench me?

If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?



Now we could talk all night,

About the weather.

Could tell you about my friends,

Out on the coast.

I could ask alot of crazy questions,

Or ask you what I really want to know.



If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?

If I swore you were an angel,

Would you treat me like the devil tonight?

If I was dying of thirst,

Would your flowing love come quench me?

If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?



Now rain can fall so soft,

Against the window.

The sun can shine so bright,

Up in the sky.

But daddy always told me,

"Don't make small talk,"

He said, "Come on out and say,

Whats on your mind."



So If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?

If I swore you were an angel,

Would you treat me like the devil tonight?

If I was dying of thirst,

Would your flowing love come quench me?

If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?



If I said you had a beautiful body,

Would you hold it against me?

If I swore you were an angel,

Would you treat me like the devil tonight?

Si je disais que tu avais un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?

Si je jurais que tu étais un ange,

Pourriez-vous me traiter comme le diable ce soir?

Si je mourais de soif,

Votre amour fluide viendrait-il me désaltérer?

Si je disais que tu avais un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?



Maintenant, nous pourrions parler toute la nuit,

À propos de la météo.

Pourrait vous parler de mes amis,

Sur la côte.

Je pourrais poser beaucoup de questions folles,

Ou vous demander ce que je veux vraiment savoir.



Si je disais que tu avais un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?

Si je jurais que tu étais un ange,

Pourriez-vous me traiter comme le diable ce soir?

Si je mourais de soif,

Votre amour fluide viendrait-il me désaltérer?

Si je disais que tu avais un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?



Maintenant la pluie peut tomber si douce,

Contre la fenêtre.

Le soleil peut briller si fort,

Dans le ciel.

Mais papa m'a toujours dit,

"Ne fais pas de petits discours,"

Il a dit: "Venez et dites,

Que pensez-vous? "



Donc, si je disais que vous aviez un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?

Si je jurais que tu étais un ange,

Pourriez-vous me traiter comme le diable ce soir?

Si je mourais de soif,

Votre amour fluide viendrait-il me désaltérer?

Si je disais que tu avais un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?



Si je disais que tu avais un beau corps,

Souhaitez-vous me le reprocher?

Si je jurais que tu étais un ange,

Pourriez-vous me traiter comme le diable ce soir?