Every time I open my mouth I take off my clothes I'm raw and frostbitten from being exposed I got red scabby hands and purple scabby feet And you can smell me coming from halfway down the street
And I remember that old hotel had quite the smell where I'd go to use the phone Between the donut shop and the pizza parlor where I learned to live alone Sweet sixteen and smiling my way out of any jam Learning the ways of the world, oh my Learning the ways of man
And I didn't really want a baby and I guess that I had a choice But I just let it grow inside me this persistent little voice And I guess I got her off and running and run off is what she did And that's part of what I think about think about that kid
So now there's nothing left to wish upon except for passing cars The cacophony of city lights is drowning out the stars This park bench is a life boat and the rest a big dark sea And I'm just gonna lie here until something comes and finds me
Yeah I got this tired old face still grinning most of the time Just 'cause it don't have a better way to express what's on it's mind And I got this running monologue entertaining in it's outrage And I've got the air of an animal That's been living in a cage
Every time I open my mouth I take off my clothes I'm raw and frostbitten from being exposed I got red scabby hands and purple scabby feet And you can smell me coming from halfway down the streetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
