If he touches me gently I will sing him a song I want him to feel special And I want to feel wrong And when the air in the city is cold I will give him a body to hold If he wants to go dancing I will give him my hand If he wants to hear music I will bring on the band And if he says he prefers my hair long I will let it grow on and on, and
Forget about me Forget all about me Forget about me, ooo wee
If he asks me to stay I will live on his floor If he asks me to go I will walk out the door Just like a dog I will follow his feet Right out of his hand, I will eat
And forget about me Forget all about me Forget about me, ooo wee
And one day when I wake I will realize my faults As I stumble, hung-over, onto the asphalt And there is no one I know at my side No recollection of a goodbye
I forgot how to see I forgot how to be I forgot how to read I forgot all about meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
