This morning I received air mail letter 3 from my connection overseas. I pulled the paper back, you begin your attack and it means:
Of all the places I laid down my head, I think of two I regret Love isn't easy my baby you're sayin' today
But tell Mr. shoemaker I'll be away On a rocket or a comet or the dock of the bay On a continental steam ship sailin' away On a one way ticket on a 1st class airplane I wanna know what you're thinkin' about Don't just let me go
Four hundred days have passed since I've heard from you last I'm getting worried, I admit Maybe it's nothing much There's nicer shores in sight Oh I just don't know
Of all the places I laid down my head I think of two I regret Love isn't easy my baby we'd tell you today But tell Mr. shoemaker I'll be away On a rocket or a comet or the dock of the bay On a continental steam ship sailin' away On a one way ticket on a 1st class airplane I wanna know what you're thinkin' about Don't just let me go
I'm sayin' so long I want my baby back I know it's hard to see Why she's in love with me I'm sayin' so long I want my baby back I know it's hard to see Why she's in love with me So long to the headstrong I wasn't qualified to lead that city life That's all I have to sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.