It's a shame about your sister She looks older than God I guess the prom king missed her And she gave up the cause
It's a pain to remember But a strain to forget Should've gone on a bender Gotten out of my head
Ma, tell your kids every day We're all just people in the way
Hey, you're looking me over Do I still make a splash? Did the intrepid rover Bottom out with panache?
And the keys to the city Were my ticket outside And I used to dream pretty Now, I dream I'm alive
Ma, tell your kids every day We're all just people in the way
And I don't know what to tell you 'Cause I don't know what I believe I've been beaten down and pimped around And told so many things
And I'm deafened by the dark And the cryin' of my face I'm looking for a day job In a town that wished me fame
Gather 'round little dreamers Hey, wherever you are You were a wink in a streamer Of a party of stars
When I banked it on lucky And he banked it on me Then you don't have to trust me You're gonna be what you'll be
Ma, tell your kids every day We're all just people in the way Out of place and in the wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
