You're a poet, born aristocrat She won't know your name But I'll throw a couple pennies in your hat
You're a troubadour, for the girl next door She'll pay for your rhymes with her smile and her time You're her troubadour
Spin me another song on the record player in my room I don't know how to use Play it fast so we can laugh Or, slow it down and we'll let loose Getting nostalgic with the tune and Sentimental with the blues
You're a recluse You like a quiet life Won't tell me how you feel You think you have a heart of steel You watch your tongue Something you learned when you were young Ain't got a dirty mouth, but if you did I wouldn't mind
Spin me another song on the record player in my room I don't know how to use Play it fast so we can laugh Or, slow it down, just like the blues I could be the life of the party, here to delight and amuse I could be the life of the party, or be sittin' at home with you
I can be the life of the party And everybody knows my name But that doesn't matter to you
Spin me another song on the record player in my room I don't know how to use Play it fast so we can laugh Or, slow it down and we'll let it loose Getting nostalgic with the tune and Sentimental with the bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
