Joey couldn't stand a soul, he'd rather join a band And later save his soul Talking to a baby about playing a week But he couldn't roll
He could make a bedroom swing Wouldn't leave it to stop See him doing his thing He couldn't leave it alone
Sitting back, sitting low From his head and his toe All alone from his head to toe He's a dynamo
He could heat your frigerator, he could tame an alligator But he couldn't move And his friends started playing, I miss you by the way You just gotta groove
Smoke rising high from his screams It's hard to take you to know And this cat really swings And he don't thank you to know
Sitting back, sitting low From his head to his toe All alone from his head to toe He's a dynamo
He could make a bedroom swing Wouldn't leave it to stop See him doing his thing He couldn't leave it alone
Sitting back, sitting low From his head to his toe All alone from his head to toe He's a dynamo
He could make you laugh He could make you wanna cry He could even make you fly, fly, fly, fly
Sitting back, sitting low From his head to his toe All alone from his head to toe He's a dynamo
He's a dynamo, he's a dynamo I'm telling you, he's a dynamo, dynamo He's a dynamo, he's a dynamoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
