Some men like the horses Some men like to drink Some men like to scratch their chins and Sit around and think Some men like the pulpit Some men like the pew But every man, every man likes you
Some men like the money Some men like the fame Some men like little letters Following their name Different strokes for different blokes Until you come in view Cause every man, every man likes you
When we're walking down the street You're turning every head Girl your skirts are way to short And your lipstick's way too red I don't like it, but I love it Tell me what's a boy to do Cause every man, every man likes you
Some men like a red head Some men like brunettes Some are fond of a golden blonde And some could not care less That all goes out the window When you walk into the room Cause every man, every man likes you Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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