Johnny he's walking the streets He might even have to run He got himself in trouble with the I.O.U And he don't even own a gun
Janie she's wantin' to make it And carry herself with style She's got one man who knows how to do it But the other one's driving her wild
Ooh baby you treat me so good But your money's my main desire Yea yea yea you got
Too many irons Too many irons Too many irons In the fire
Rosie she drove to the harbor Oh why did I get so strung she said Runnin' myself down from 8 to 5 Then runnin' it up to 1
Rosie Rosie how you do it Is it true that you were never tired Um hum um or was it
Too many irons Too many irons Too many irons In the fire
People are on the highway Ridin' the Greyhound too You know they pay a little money Just to fly away
I guess to see if the sky is blue Mama Mama what do I do Thought your baby could soon retire Oh no no she said
Too many irons Too many irons Too many irons In the fire
Too many irons Too many irons Too many irons In the fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
