The local radio says sorry time to go But I don't sleep too well. Where are those Southern Belles
Tryin to get a telephone line through South Caroline Your call may bring somebody down for miles around I'm watching her eyes again. I won't use no fountain pen.
The lady isn't here. The message wasn't clear. She left an hour ago, screamed from the floor below.
Mother nature never gives in, she wants you to sing But how can I go on just singing this song My car's out of gas again. Hurry home to see my friend
Money won't help you to win a new look at things Loving can bring you down so you fall Then why do you still try to get up at all Your good and bad side showing through Problems are a part of you
You must love someone else or face life by yourself You may expect a call. She's waiting in the hall
See the garden grows and it grows nobody else knows And you can wear just any old thing, the show can begin I'm falling asleep to dream. No more hills to climb it seems
Money won't help you to win a new look at things You never give in So why don't you sing But how can I go on just singing this song My car's out of gas again I'll be home to see my friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
