The tips will buy pretty things for baby Until the day my man walks in I'd get so tired drying tears and tables I'd seen enough dirty cups and lonely men
You left me in the world of tips and tables Gone with that old used-to-be I could go out dry and turn the tables But I can't stand strange hands touching me
I guess I took his love for granted Young foolish hearts seem to beat that away So many times, he would say he just loved me Now someone else holds the hands I pushed away He left me in the world of tips and tablesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
