It took ten years to realize Why the angel stopped crying When you sail on down the lane Your happy smile, your funny name It's so hopeless to define When you jump to close the blinds You know I'd help you if I could but Both my arms are made of wood I just don't mean the things that I say It's only cause you're made that way Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happening When we grooved on into town Charles Atlas Stopped to frown Cause he's not made like me and you Just can't do the things we do I'm not being mean so don't take it hard When I ask you to run round the yard Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happening At times like these you don't have to say So sorry it turned out that way Sorry for laughing There's too much happening Sorry for laughing There's too much happeningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
