[LUCY] I used to believe, in the days I was pure And I was pure, like you used to be My wonderful someone will come to me someday And then, it will all depend on me If he's a fine man, if he's a rich man Wears a fine cravat, smokes a cigar And if he's gallant and treats me like a lady Then I shall tell him: "Sorry" Chin up high, keep your powder dry Don't relax or go too far Look, the moon is gonna shine 'til dawn Keep the little rowboat cruising on and on You stay perpendicular
Oh, you can't just let a man walk over you Cold and dignifi?d is what you are Such a whole lot of things can happen So firmly say, but sweetly: "Sorry"
On? day comes a man, but what kind of a man? Do you know why he does what he does? He walked into my room and he hung up his hat And I just didn't know where I was He was a lean man, he was a mean man He didn't own a cravat, smoked no cigar And God knows he never made me feel a lady There just wasn't time for: "Sorry" Chin up high? My chin was down my shoes And I relaxed, but far too far Oh, the way the moon kept shining on The night was nice for rowing and this girl was gone Not so perpendicular
So you let a man just walk right over you Who said dignified is what you are? Such a wonderful lot of terrible things did happen And now it's you can tell me: "Sorry"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
