Could you see your way clear? And arrange your eyes away from mine Sorry, I'm here But you get paid, get paid to lie You get paid to smile
Would you really say, hello? And let me carry my own guitar And please don't hold the door I can work the handle on any car It's really not that hard
Smile, paid to smile Smile, paid to smile Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh
The cigarette girl took off her tray And dropped her dress in a shiny pile Pulled her pants up on her way When she gets home, she'll laugh a while She gets paid to smile
Smile, smile Smile, smile Smile, smile Smile, smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
