Here's a tale of man in a shop, who was, Kinda soft and liked to, dream all day In the day a loving man in a shop, there are, Lots of things that I would, like to say, about loneliness
There's a little crowd of kids formed 'round my window They've all come to see my princess, ain't she beautiful
You can tell, by their smiles What she means to their, little minds She's like something out of, one of them child rhymes
There's a little crowd of girls now, 'round my window They all like the clothes she wears lying there beautiful
You can tell, by their smiles That they like the style but not the price That they, would have to pay, to live like her
Just a tale of man in a shop, who was, Kinda soft and liked to, dream all day In the day a loving man in a shop, there are, Lots of thing that I would, like to say, about loneliness
There's a lovely little new girl in my window Threw the old one in the cellar, ain't that pitiful
Maybe he can, make more dough Since he's to change the girl, we don't know We will just have to wait, and see
That's my tale of a man in a shop, who was, Kinda soft and liked to, dream all day In the tale of a man in a shop, there are, Lots things that I have, had to sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.