Wishing for the days When I first wore this suit Baby has grown older, It's no longer cute Too many voives They've made me mute Baby has grown older, It's no longer cute
But I stay on, I stay on Where do I get off? On to greener pastures The core has gotten soft
Look at us today We've gotten soft and fat Waiting for the moment, It's just not coming back So serious About the stuff we lack Dwell upon our memories But there are no factsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.