Crying in public's an unfortunate thing A woman in love is a delicate thing And a woman who's sad for no reason at all
Will be crying in public, in the car, or the mall
Crying in public Crying in public
She's on the train, alone there she sits Sobbing her heart out, falling to bits On a park bench on a sunny day
When a woman's distressed, you best look away
If she's crying in public Crying in public
Feminists claim that we're all the same But I don't know a man who's felt the same shame
She might look a million or only ten cents When mascara runs, there's no recompense
Aristocrat, pauper or the bourgeoisie All know what it feels like when life's misery
Means crying in public Crying in public
Knowing that everyone sees it revealed When the heartstrings are pulling you into a field You run through the cornrows and find nowhere to hide Then all of a sudden it bursts from inside
And you're crying in public, crying in public Crying in public, crying in public Crying in public, crying in publicTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
