The walls have ears Ears that hear each little sound you make Every time you stamp through a lamp And every cup and dish you break
But they can't hear a kiss Or two arms that hold you tight So come on baby Don't fight tonight
The walls have ears Better think before you fling that shoe If you part my hair with a chair They'll spread the news to Timbuktu
But they can't hear a kiss Or two arms that hold you tight So come on baby Don't fight tonight
Jets can fly, fast and high Rockets can go even faster But they can't catch or even match Sound traveling through plaster
The walls have ears Ears that hear each little sound you make Every time you stamp through a lamp And every cup and dish you break
But they can't hear a kiss Or two arms that hold you tight So come on baby Don't fight tonight
Just in tonight Don't fight tonight Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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