Tour bus rolling down Broadway Says "nobody you would know" In all the store front windows I see my face And the lame expression of this average Joe
Lord, a fool and his money parted ways To a con artist at the bus depot Oh now who would've thought such an honest face Would make a monkey of this average Joe
I'm a walking disaster I'm an accident waiting to happen I can't walk any faster, no If I could I'd be tap dancing, yeah
Oh I see the porchlight of my home Where my love lies waiting for me No we don't have much but this I know You've made a king out of this average JoeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
