You can live your life in a crowded city You can walk along a crowded street But the city really ain't no bigger than the friendly people Friendly people that you meet You might be a sweet young, sweet young pretty, pretty And the dances you can't keep your seat But, if dances don't lead to romances You might as well be born, born with two left feet You might be a sweet-toned sure enough high-class talker You might be a stone, stone expert at kissing But it don't do much good to be talking Brother, when there ain't no, ain't nobody listening And if you are shy, just not much of a talker Don't impress the people that you meet You might as well be a lonely walker in a lonely town, on a lonely street.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
