The grass always looks greener On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah But the dog over there might be meaner On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah The car in the driveway looks longer on the other side of the streat, yeah, yeah Does anything ever go wrong there On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah Stay in your own yard Play in your own chard Cause everything (that) glitters realy ain't gold The future always looks brighter On the other side of the tracks, yeah, yeah Everybody wants to go over But they don't want to come back, no, no They live like Kings and Queens On the other side of the town, yeah, yeah They're gonna have to make room for me there On the other side of the town, sho nuff Jealousy's a cold thing It's ice wather in your veins All it brings a bitterness an pain Everything (that) glitters really ain't gold Instead of worrying bout what you are not Gotta make the most what you got Instead of keeping up with Mr. Jones Betta look out for your own Stay in your own yard Play in your own yard Be happy in your own yard Cause everything (that) glitters realy aint goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
